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The Bigshot Married Himself to the Heiress

Chapter 1075 - 1015: If Love Could Last Forever
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Chapter 1075: Chapter 1015: If Love Could Last Forever

"Isn’t it good to become mature, professional, and able to hold your own?"

"But I’m old now. President Johnson, do you know what’s most important to a woman? ... Youth! Like a flowing river, it passes by, never to return—the youthful little bird."

Sienna Johnson shook her head, looked down to work, ignoring the playful Tessa Harrington.

...

Sienna Johnson agreed to the "Celebrity Interview Stories" interview. The director over there sent the script, asking her to prepare lines to avoid being flustered on stage.

Sienna Johnson called over the big writer Leanne Andrews, then tossed her the script, directly asking her to write the lines. Sienna herself was responsible for memorizing them.

Leanne Andrews, with a cigarette in her mouth, complained, "Sure enough, best friends are meant to be used. Look at how you’re using me; it’s obvious you’ve gotten used to it."

"When did you learn to smoke?"

"Don’t all writers have some quirks? Tolstoy liked the smell of rotten apples when writing. Smelling rotten apples is not as good as smoking, right?"

Sienna Johnson looked at Leanne Andrews writing lines and said, "Smoking is bad for the lungs; the chances of getting lung cancer are much higher among smokers than non-smokers. Fermented rotten apples produce alcohol; long-term exposure can lead to alcohol poisoning..."

"Dr. Johnson, got it, got it, don’t lecture me."

"Where’s your man?"

"Back in Abyanabad?"

"Are you really not planning to settle in Abyanabad?"

Sienna Johnson paused her pen and replied, "We’ll see when Curly grows up and can take over Eastminster Group."

"Aren’t you afraid your man will find someone outside?"

Sienna Johnson was about to say she’s not afraid, but then thought about the photos sent to her from time to time, feeling a little uncertain.

"Why are you asking me this today?"

"Do you remember the campus beauty from the news department, Erika Andrews?"

"I remember. Wasn’t the campus beauty from the news department and the handsome guy from the foreign language department together? It was quite the sensation."

"Turns out the handsome guy had a childhood sweetheart. Later, the sweetheart’s mother despised the handsome guy for being poor, so she married her off to a coal boss. The coal boss went bankrupt, the sweetheart came to Sileria City, and they hooked up again."

Sienna Johnson thought of the little girl named Laura in the photos. Was she Adrian Desmond’s childhood sweetheart too?

"What happened to the campus beauty?"

"She held her three-year-old son and jumped off the building to suicide!"

Sienna Johnson felt a sudden chill, "Did she die? Or survive?"

"Died on impact, brain matter splattered out."

"Really or fake?"

"Absolutely true." Leanne Andrews took a deep drag on her cigarette, obviously in a bad mood, "Damn! I used to chase after that handsome guy back in the day. Didn’t expect him to be such a scumbag."

"..."

"Not getting married is good; at least you won’t encounter scumbags!"

"Anyway, the child is innocent; she didn’t have the right to take away the child’s life," Sienna Johnson said sadly.

"A woman’s love and hate are very pure. The more she loves, the more she hates. She must’ve been unable to bear such betrayal, choosing such a stubborn way.

If she didn’t take the child, would she leave him with the scumbag and childhood sweetheart to ’abuse’?"

"Finished writing!"

Leanne Andrews was quick, finishing the lines in just over ten minutes; Sienna Johnson glanced over and was very satisfied with the response.

"As expected of a screenwriter, the answer is perfect."

"Make sure you memorize the lines thoroughly, with emotion and expression. I don’t want you to mess up my script."

Sienna Johnson stood up, walked over, took the cigarette from her hand, put it out, and advised, "Smoke less!"

"It’s hearing about the campus beauty that made me feel bad. Sienna, you and Sixth Master must be good, let me know there’s true love in this world."

Sienna Johnson was more open-minded than Leanne, "Affairs of the heart are hard to say. You might like him now, but in the future, you might not feel the same. If you don’t feel it, you break up; there’s no right or wrong.

But betrayal is uncalled for! Betrayal is despicable and shameful!"

Leanne Andrews didn’t want to continue discussing this heavy topic and moved on to Curly’s matters.

"Curly asked me to be a spokesperson."

"She’s really persistent." Sienna Johnson didn’t expect that after being rejected, Curly still hadn’t given up.

"You take her; her effect on the interview program will be better."

"She’s still a child. I don’t want her exposed to the cameras."

"You’re grooming her to be the successor, aren’t you? Curly’s drive to earn money is even more active than yours, so why are you reluctant to train her? I believe in my Goddaughter; she’s bound to surpass her predecessor."

Seeing Sienna Johnson still hesitating, Leanne Andrews said, "You know Curly’s temperament; she won’t give up until she achieves her goal. If you don’t let her go, she will find other means.

At that time, who knows what trouble she might cause."

Sienna Johnson ultimately resigned herself.

...

On the day of the interview, Sienna Johnson chose the most ordinary outfit; although it wasn’t branded, the quality was excellent, and she put on a subtle, translucent makeup.

As for Curly, she had been fussing for two hours without deciding on an outfit.

Finally, Sienna Johnson dressed her in jeans, with a denim jacket on top, simply heading out like that.

"Mom, why are you dressed so pretty while I’m dressed so ugly?"

"You’re very cute."

"The headscarf doesn’t match either." Curly had paired it with a red base, white strawberry pattern scarf, which was actually quite nice.

"Then don’t wear the headscarf."

"But I’m bald; it looks even uglier without hair!"

Sienna Johnson cupped her daughter’s face, rubbed it, and said, "Curly, if you want to be famous, being bald will actually have a better effect. After all, there are many pretty little girls, but very few bald ones."

"This..."

"To make money, you can’t care about appearances!"

Curly loved money but couldn’t completely disregard her appearance, "Mom, for money, do you also not care about appearances?"

When you first start making money, you have to begin as the underdog, and only by being a good underdog can you someday upgrade to the top dog.

When Sienna Johnson first started with Eastminster Group, she didn’t have it easy. But she paved the way for Curly so her precious daughter wouldn’t have to experience being an underdog.

"To earn money, you sometimes have to endure some grievances."

"Madam, we’ve arrived at the TV station." Sally reminded her.

The conversation was interrupted, and Sienna Johnson, holding her daughter’s hand, walked into the radio station. After verifying their identity, they entered the studio.

"Starting live broadcast countdown, 10, 9, 8...1!"

Curly suddenly tore off the scarf from her head, revealing her little bald head, giving Sienna Johnson a fright, and the Host was also startled.

The Host had interviewed many people and had great adaptability. They quickly regained composure and began the opening speech...

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