Chapter 482: Chapter 482: Coming for Her
But Tiffany Lynch didn’t see it that way.
She looked at the man across from her, forcing a smile despite her teary almond eyes, "George, you promised that you’d always support me no matter what I do."
She cried sorrowfully, like a trembling little white flower, pitifully delicate.
George River couldn’t help but soften, walking over to her, pulling her into an embrace to comfort her and compromising: "Fine."
"Thank you, George."
She leaned into his arms, her eyes no longer reflecting the sorrow and sadness from before, only the smugness of achieving her goal.
However, she also failed to notice the indescribable look in his eyes as he gazed at her.
Hard to categorize this feeling, George just felt an increased sense of weariness. Even while holding the woman he supposedly loved dearly in his arms, he couldn’t dispel the gloom in his heart.
He thought of Hannah, standing behind Arnold Simmons. If he really had to confront this man, he might not have the upper hand, but he didn’t tell Tiffany about this.
Perhaps it was a competition.
The two of them were each harboring their own thoughts.
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The production team meant it when they said they were arranging a dinner, and they started telling everyone to attend at eight o’clock that night in the trainee building.
This way, even if anyone wanted to pretend to be sick to avoid the dinner, there was no way they could hide it.
No one wanted to offend the production team at such a critical time.
In the private dining room, the long-absent May Hoffman had abandoned her previous closed-off and gloomy demeanor. She wore a black, tight strap dress, her nails painted a bright red. She leaned against the middle-aged man next to her, her face painted with smoky makeup.
Seductive and daring, yet vulgar.
In the third round of public ranking, she didn’t make it through and was eliminated after getting the thirty-eighth spot.
However, this seemed not to have affected her resources. As soon as she left the trainee building, she landed the role of the third female character in an idol drama. Although it was just a supporting role, it still elicited envy.
At first, everyone was wondering how such an obscure person in the production team could have such good resources, but now they understood.
She had found a benefactor.
Although her benefactor had the look of a greasy middle-aged man, he was wealthy. He even sat in the host seat for today’s dinner, making it clear to any discerning person that he was the one who arranged the event.
He held a high status.
May Hoffman chatted amicably with the man beside her. Everyone else had to suck up to her given that her patron was one of the investors in the program.
At this point, the door to the private room was pushed open from the outside.
Someone was late.
Wearing a black dress like May, Hannah radiated an entirely different aura. Her long, white, slender legs led up to a slim waist and a brightly shining face.
Her appearance immediately drew everyone’s attention.
She entered the room with a smile, "Sorry, I’m late."
No one knew that tonight’s dinner was organized for Hannah. The producer had been given instructions, but couldn’t guarantee anything. Although both parties were wealthy, he could tell who held the higher position.
He could only say he would do his best.
Surprisingly, she had indeed shown up.
Lucy Taylor didn’t expect Hannah to actually show up. Seeing the investors’ gaze fixed on Hannah, she almost lost her seat and hurriedly waved at Hannah.
She wanted her to sit next to her.
But May Hoffman was faster, greeted her first, "Hannah, here."
Hannah walked over, like a rabbit walking into a den of wolves, every step fraught with danger, yet she seemed oblivious.
Even facing the program’s investor, whose lecherous gaze was fixed on her, she could freely show a smile.
