Flash Marriage: A Wife For A Stranger

Those in the industry were well aware of how much damage these words might do to a celebrity.

She had a ten-year contract with Annie International, with seven years remaining as of now.

What would she become seven years later when the contract expired if she had been suspended for seven years, with no works, events, plays, or movies?

Who would remember her?

What would be the sense of terminating the contract if she had turned into a middle-aged lady by then?

Molly felt like she was going to die every time she thought of this.

She needed to make an urgent phone call to find out what was going on!

The call was connected in a brief moment; the other end was a bit noisy; she gripped her phone, “Hello, is it Evan?”

“Hold on,” the guy on the other end of the line said quietly.

The other side made a succession of rustling sounds before becoming quiet.

“Go ahead.”

Evan was always cool and calm, which was completely contradictory to Molly’s impulsive and hot-tempered nature.

He seldom lost his anger, but when he did, everyone was terrified.

Furthermore, with years of expertise in this circle, he had his methods and had successfully brought numerous superstars to prominence.

Even though they did not renew the contract with him in the end, they left on good terms and remained friends.

They would also be willing to help him with his new artists whenever he needed it.

It demonstrated how well he had done in this circle as well as how extensive his networks were.

Molly didn’t listen to anyone but him.

She couldn’t have gotten where she was today if it hadn’t been for him, no matter how hard she worked.

As a result, Molly held him in the highest regard.

Only after the other side went quiet did she ask warily, “Evan, I just saw the company’s official statement. What is going on exactly? Why would the company suddenly suspend my activities?”

“Do you believe the choice was taken on the spur of the moment?” Evan stated coldly and flatly.

Molly skipped a heartbeat.

But she defended herself until the last end and faked a grin, “Evan, you know how impetuous I can be, but I never have the guts to do horrible things. I’m not sure what I did and the company made this decision.”

Evan smiled. It was more of a mockery as if he was telling her that he knew everything.

Molly’s face became somewhat pale.

“Molly, I warned you not to covet things that don’t belong to you and to act appropriately if you want to stay in this field. But did you listen? No, you didn’t, and you pulled some dirty tricks. Not only did you fail to harm anyone, but you also dug your own grave. You asked for it. What’s the point of sobbing in front of me now?”

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“I didn’t, Evan…”

“You didn’t do what? You didn’t ask someone to put the drugs on Laura, or you didn’t ask the media to report her scandal?”

Molly widened her eyes and was astounded.

Evan’s voice grew colder and icier. She could not feel even a bit of warmth in his tone.

“You called to ask for my help, but you don’t have the guts to acknowledge what you’ve done. What else have you hidden from me? Do you think I’m as stupid as you and will help you even if you don’t tell me the truth? There’s nothing else I could do now, regardless of whether I’ll be able or willing to help. The decision was taken by the board of directors, and if you still have anything to say, you may talk to them directly! I’m busy and have nothing further to say to you, goodbye.”

He hung up right after.

“Hello, Evan, Evan!”

Molly did not expect Evan to hang up the phone coldly, without giving her even a chance to speak.

They had known each other for three years, he had treated her well and had provided her with several opportunities, but she had failed him every time and had yet to deliver a decent work.

She assumed Evan would tolerate her and would not abandon her easily since, aside from her potential, he had invested a lot of time and effort in her.

But she was mistaken he hung up on her!

How could that be?

Molly shouted a couple of times over a disconnected phone call, but it was futile.

She called again, but he did not answer.

Evan even turned his phone off after a few more calls from Molly.

It was only now that Molly realized how serious it was.

She collapsed on the sofa, looking blankly at her empty house as if she had dropped into an unending void.

She was well aware that she was doomed!

Today marked the end of her career in the entertainment industry, for which she had fought tirelessly.

However, after a long while, her self-pity eventually evolved to anger.

Laura was to blame for everything.

That scumbag!

She must have purposefully enraged her that night, causing her to lose control and behaved rashly!

She was well-known in the field as a fiery-tempered person, and her hot temper earned her a tough image.

As a result, the people around her would typically avoid getting into an argument with her.

Yes, that must be it, she thought. Laura was aware of her bad temper and purposefully said something to set it off.

She purposefully forced her to make mistakes to draw Mr. Nixon’s attention away from her.

So she could climb to the top.

That was exactly what happened.

She rose tall and swept everything on the coffee table to the floor, her eyes full of grudges and vengeance.

She gazed forward, blankly, “Laura Davies, you scumbag! I’m going to have my revenge!”

…

Laura, on the other hand, had no idea she had turned into a thorn in Molly’s eyes.

Although she had finished filming “The Youth”, she was still working on “Chase the Wind”, so she was still quite busy recently.

Zoe was about to join the crew, and the filming was scheduled to begin next Wednesday, Vicente said that it would be a wonderful day for the launch.

Zoe didn’t mind the date since Vicente had everything planned ahead of time. She stayed at home reading the scripts because there wasn’t much to do at the office.

Henry had returned from his business trip. He had been preoccupied with work recently but was free for the next few days.

When he saw she was free, he approached her with a plate of fruit and asked, “When are you going to join the crew?”

“Hmmm… It should be five days later,” Zoe murmured, counting with her fingers.

“Where’s the shooting again?”

“They said it would be close to the cinematic town.”