She Became Rich After Divorce by Georgina Lane

Chapter 637: Using Casting Couch

The director furrowed his thick and short eyebrows, his voice deep and gruff as he berated, "What happened?"

The actress walking ahead of Kate quickly turned to look back, her face filled with apology as she clasped her

hands together. "I'm sorry, Miss Zamora, Director. | just took a step too slowly." "Miss Zamora, are you alright?"

she added.

The woman concealed the glimmer of calculation in her eyes and reached out her hand, pretending to help Kate.

However, just as Kate was about to take her hand, she suddenly pulled it back, causing Kate to once again fall to

the ground.

"Oh, Miss Zamora, why did you fall again? I'm really sorry, | just wanted to lend you a hand," she said.

This time, Kate stood up straight on her own, realizing that her nose felt uncomfortable. When she looked down,

she noticed the bright red nosebleed that had fallen onto her clothes.

She was bleeding!

The director panicked, knowing that Kate was no ordinary person now. She was the one personally entrusted to

him by Master Glenn, who had said, "Take good care of her, otherwise we won't be able to collaborate in the

future.”

If Master Glenn found out that Kate had fallen and was bleeding on set, he would be in big trouble.

The director, who was known for his bad temper, immediately yelled at the actress who caused Kate trouble,

hoping Kate could speak up for him in front of Master Glenn.

"Are you blind? Can't you pay attention to your surroundings? Didn't the set staff already tell you how the rhythm

of this scene should be?" he shouted.

"Just look at what you've done to Miss Zamora, her nose is all red now. She's really pitiful," he continued.

The actress, who was scolded, had teary eyes and spoke softly, full of self-pity, "I really didn't mean it."

The director, who was even more of a performer than the actors, had a face that made Kate feel like she was

spilling precious blood.

"Forget it, Director. It's my own fault. I'll rest for a while and then cback," Kate urged, but the actress didn't

thank Kate for speaking up for her. Instead, she held a grudge against Kate for being scolded by the director and

retorted in a sarcastic tone, "We small actors are just dispensable, aren't we? How can we compare to Miss

Zamora, who has a sugar daddy looking after her?"

"She's being so delicate over just a bit of nosebleed. We're all supporting roles, is she really more noble than

me?" she continued with her senseless provocation.

As soon as those words cout of her mouth, the director's face turned first green and then red with anger. He

hastened to use the script in his hand to hit her head, roaring in fury, "Are you an idiot? Stop spouting nonsense

here. If you don't want to act, then get the hell out!"

"School belles and intecelebrities are the last thing the film stulacks. If it weren't for the sake of your

agent, you wouldn't even stand a chance!"

Meanwhile, Kate's face flushed and she felt the surrounding people casting strange glances at her, as if mocking

her.

In fact, she had heard people talking behind her back these days, saying that she had used casting couch to

climb up in the industry.

Being kept by a wealthy benefactor was common in the entertainment industry, and usually, it was just gossip to

be discussed over dinner.

But what made Kate different was that her benefactor was none other than the renowned Master Glenn, a young

and handsheir who stood at the pinnacle of society since birth.

His former female companion was the actress Cynthia, a top-tier actress. Yet Kate was nothing more than a

struggling C-list actress.

Coincidentally, new love and past love both worked on the sset, one as the lead, the other as a supporting

role. Everyone sympathized with Cynthia, silently questioning Master Glenn's judgment. How could he be

attracted to a newcomer?

The actresses who couldn't have what Kate had were particularly malicious, gossiping behind her back,

speculating that Master Glenn was just in it for a fling and would discard Kate once he grew tired of her. Cynthia,

confident in her status, paid no mind to Kate's presence.

She only needed to let a few words slip to the other actresses, arranging for them to mistreat Kate in exchange

for future opportunities. When it comes to self-interest, there's no limit to what people will do.

To avoid suspicion, Kate chose to endure, disregarding their covert teasing. Her cup always seemed to have

inexplicable grains of sand, or strange bugs found their way into her food. Even her bed, meant for brief rest,

would be mysteriously damp.

Amid this relentless bullying, Kate had struggled to find proper rest for several days. Fortunately, today's scene

would be her last. Once it was filmed, she would be able to wrap up this project. Little did she know what was

about to happen.

Her agent, Jayla, walked over,

tenderly caressing Kate's hair and expressing her exasperation. "Kate, you're too naive. Why don't you speak to

Master Glenn? If he were to intervene, those so-called ‘actresses’ and troublemakers wouldn't dare torment you

so brazenly. It's your tolerance that emboldens them to make your life difficult."

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Kate's eyes betrayed a hint of complex emotions. Biting her lip, she took the white towel Jayla offered and

dabbed at the blood on her nose.

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"Master Glenn is a man of great stature; how could he stoop so low for my insignificant matters? Please, don't

mention today's incidents to him."

As the words left her lips, a deep and magnetic voice suddenly emanated from behind her. "What incidents

should you not tellabout?"

Kate turned in surprise, seeing Master Glenn in a black Armani suit with a red tie, holding a black checkered

umbrella. His gaze was stern as he walked confidently toward her.

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