Chapter 916: Chapter 916 It Doesn’t Matter_1
After all, her role was snatched from Hannah’s hands, and it was normal for others to look unfavorably upon her subpar acting skills.
Even though Crystal Quach was not in the crew, the crew still retained many veteran actors from the television series.
For Tiffany Lynch, those veteran actors were the real trouble.
Already furious about Hannah Winter’s issue, she almost fell down the stairs today while acting and was later reprimanded; naturally, she was holding a grudge.
As soon as she reached the lounge, she couldn’t help but curse. "What does it matter to them whether I memorize my lines or not? Relying on their age, they act high and mighty, telling me to memorize lines. What’s the point of dubbing then? It’s laughable!"
After cursing, she still felt uncomfortable, so angry she wanted to call Jimmy Simmons to complain, but remembering his attitude earlier, she held back.
Right at that moment, her assistant knocked and entered the room.
Seeing the mess in the room but appearing accustomed to it, the assistant didn’t ask much. She simply held a backpack, "Tiffany, I found this in Xiao Zheng’s room earlier. I can’t get in touch with her; what should we do with it?"
Xiao Zheng, mentioned by the assistant, was Tiffany Lynch’s former assistant, and the only person besides Tiffany Lynch who knew the truth about Jimmy Simmons’ car accident.
But long ago, the person had disappeared.
According to Tiffany Lynch, she resigned because of family issues.
Seeing the black backpack in the assistant’s hand, Tiffany Lynch seemed to recall something, her face turned pale for a moment, and she spoke with a slightly unnatural tone, "Leave the things... no, burn them."
The assistant, taken aback, looked up at Tiffany Lynch without moving.
Tiffany Lynch, as if suddenly snapping, impatiently shouted, "Didn’t you understand when I told you to burn them?"
The assistant hesitated, "But..."
Before she could finish, Tiffany Lynch had already snatched the backpack from her hands.
She seemed to return to normal, though her voice still somewhat shaky, "Alright, leave the stuff with me, you can go now."
The assistant looked at the person before her with confusion but found it odd and dared not stay longer, quickly leaving the room.
After the door closed, the room quieted down once more.
The balcony’s floor-to-ceiling windows weren’t shut tight, and the wind howled in, seemingly bringing with it the darkness of the night.
Tiffany Lynch clutched the black backpack tightly, her knuckles turning white. She stared fixedly at the mirror before her, her face dark, the corners of her mouth curving up in an indiscernible sneer.
The wind stopped, as if nothing had happened.
Tiffany Lynch looked at her empty hands, and the suppressed fear in her heart surged once again.
*
The fan boycott initiated by Louis Snyder’s fans ultimately fizzled out.
The official Twitter account personally stepped in, directly banning the fan club account and several of the most uproarious fan leaders.
That night, after a long silence, Louis Snyder suddenly posted an update.
——Once, I thought you were the ones who understood me the most, who would support my decisions. I’m sorry, it seems I was wrong.
Just a simple sentence instantly made the fans imagine their delicate young brother feeling helpless and sad, misunderstood by the whole world, and now even his fans weren’t supporting his decisions.
How sad he must be!
The fans hurriedly left messages admitting their mistakes, promising to support their brother’s decisions unconditionally in the future, not to interfere with his work, and to be rational fans.
Of course, there were also many who announced they were unfollowing him.
However, none of this was important to Louis Snyder.
