She had not treated this as a serious problem at the time—even if this was the first time she failed and had been rejected. But after that, everything spiraled out of her control and was beyond what she could imagine would happen.She sought out her boss and asked him to save her, but she only got more social calls than before.The payoff for the social calls was better resources for other actresses in the agency.She demanded an explanation from her boss, and he told her frankly, "You’ve been banned by Mr. Rogers. If you don’t deal with him, no one will dare hire you. But don’t worry, I will always remember your contributions to the agency. As long as our contract remains valid, your luxurious life will always be there."She knew exactly what she needed to trade to keep her "luxurious life".She still had dreams and aspirations. She did not want to be some call girl for the rest of her life.So, she did everything she could to get the invitation for tonight’s banquet in order to

The layout of the studio’s second floor was different from the third. The interior decorations and furnishings here were closer to that of a high-end boutique.Under the guidance of the staff, Larissa wandered around the whole floor for quite a bit before locating the small single bathroom at the back of the floor.According to the staff’s explanation, the bathroom was built about a year after the studio began operations for artists who had a packed schedule that needed styling. There was nothing around the bathroom, and unauthorized personnel would never come here, so privacy was very much assured.Larissa knocked on the bathroom door. Soon, Kevan’s guarded voice sounded. "Who is it?"Larissa replied, "I’m here with your clothes, Mr. Rogers.""Are you alone?""I am."Kevan said nothing more. The door soon opened, and a burst of hot steam wafted from the bathroom.Larissa looked up and saw a broad, strong chest glistening with water. Countless beads of water were dripping downw

"As expected, you really have good taste, Mr. Rogers!" Vivian complimented him sincerely. "These are the latest limited-edition shoes from Jimmy Choo, with only two thousand pairs around the globe!"Kevan was indifferent to her compliment, silently going over to Larissa and getting down on one knee.What?Larissa stared at the hair on his head, mouth hanging open from shock. Vivian's reaction was not any better than hers. Looking up at the former, Kevan's expression remained unchanged."Your foot." He held out his hand.It took a while for Larissa to realize that he wanted her to give him her foot."...Let me do it!" She was about to hop down from the high stool but Kevan gripped her left ankle."Don't move," he said with a frown of displeasure.Larissa froze before quietly shifting properly back onto the stool. Then Kevan pulled her foot toward him.His fingers were cold against her skin, and the pressure from his fingertips felt as if a thin current was racing through her bo

Dylan's hand was left awkwardly hanging in the air.Confusion appeared on his face. However, his glasses concealed the smug excitement at succeeding in his mischief."Mr. Rogers?" He drew his hand back with a slightly raised eyebrow before deliberately reminding him. "If I recall correctly, Ms. Seymour is the companion that I invited.""If I'm seeing this right…" Kevan held on to Larissa's hand tightly, his dark eyes fixed at a specific point on the driveway. "That white Lamborghini coming over here is Sharon's car…"He had not even finished speaking yet when Dylan vanished. Larissa was so stunned by the speed of Dylan's escape—he literally melted into the night in a second.Her mouth was hanging open even as she stared at where Dylan had been."Time to head inside." Kevan pulled her hand, and Larissa got out of the car. She turned to look at the white Lamborghini with curiosity.In a few seconds, the white car zoomed into the wide parking area, the sound of its engine growing l

His gaze moved down and caught sight of the wine stains on her bosom."What happened?" he asked.Larissa had no intention of starting anything, so she said calmly, "I accidentally spilled wine on myself.""Oh dear," Lucas frowned and opened the bathroom door for her. "It's best if you cleaned that up at once then!"Wine stains were difficult to get rid of. Larissa wet the stains with water and rubbed hard at the fabric, but her bosom remained stained a dark red.She collapsed onto the toilet bowl with exhaustion, rubbing ruefully at her aching arms while her feet hurt from standing for too long.If she were not worried about other people needing the bathroom, she would have stayed there until the banquet ended.The sound of her phone ringing shattered the peace and quiet she had just managed to gain.Thinking it was Kevan calling her, Larissa rushed to get out her phone. The screen showed an unknown local landline number.Her first thought was that this was a marketing call, b