When There Is Nothing Left But Love

Stacey’s remark was a vital blow for a celebrity in showbiz. On top of that, she exposed the fact that Nancy had undergone plastic surgery in front of others.

If there were any paparazzo nearby, the news would definitely make it to the headline within several hours.

I did, however, noticed the similarities between Rebecca and Nancy when I heard Stacey’s remarks. Both of them seemed to enjoy putting on monochromous dresses. If I hadn’t run into her before, I would have mistaken Nancy for Rebecca.

“What sort of nonsense are you spouting?” Enraged, Vanessa pounced on Stacey and pinned the latter to the ground. “Stacey, don’t you dare abuse your authority as Fuller’s Corporation staff! I can file for defamation against you!”

I rushed over and helped Stacey up. She tapped on my hand and assured me, “It’s fine! It’s nothing big!”

After she brought herself up, she glared at Vanessa and smirked. “Are you infuriated because I touched on your nerves?”

“Y-You—”

Vanessa could barely keep her composure. She rushed over and pushed me aside before slapping Stacey in the face.

I didn’t expect the middle-aged woman would go berserk out of the blue. As a result, I staggered and fell, knocking my arms on the edge of the dressing table.

An intense fight broke out between Stacey and Vanessa. The onlookers dared not interfere and simply shouted in an attempt to stop them. “Stop it!”

Unfortunately, their yells were of little to no effect at all.

a deadpan expression all the while Stacey was

hair and a pair

to stop the former’s brutality. Vanessa pushed Stacey aside, aiming at me the moment I reached her. She seemed to be anticipating me

I couldn’t defend myself against her slap

were ringing and I could feel the racking sensation from my swollen

she could get her hands on from the dressing table

the spot that I was standing at made sure I won’t get caught in the line of fire.

at Nancy in disbelief. “You despicable woman!

a substitute of mine, isn’t it? Is it worth

into the dressing room when Stacey

halt and gaped in silence when he saw my

help me with the production of the promotional clip, but they started a fight because they

it sound as though the other party was the one at

“Ms. Goldstein, I don’t think it’s necessary

In other words, to a certain extent,

hearing that. She looked at Joseph and asked, “Mr. Campbell, don’t you think you should listen

question. The voice belonged to Ashton who had just made his

had his eyes narrowed into a slit when he ran his fingers across

the rest in the room, his tone