Chapter 410

Bradley said nothing, but merely kept his eyes fixed on Guinevere, as if he had seen through her in an
instant.

She made a face, but simply walked away to sit in front of her dressing table, staring at her own
reflection as she said, “Don’t worry. This won’t happen again.”

Bradley left once he had her assurance, but as soon as he was gone, Guinevere swept every cosmetic
product off the table, sending them crashing to the floor. Though she appeared in control just a moment
ago, there was every sign of her losing control once again. She worked hard to calm her heartbeat, and
took the bottle of pills from the pouch she carried everywhere, and took one Still, it took her a long while
to calm down. Suddenly, her phone started ringing, and her eyes lit up the instant she saw who was
calling. “Weston?” she exclaimed his name in delight. “What’s up?” After all, she did not expect a call
from him at this hour-he should be at work right now, and they usually called each other in their spare
time.

However, Weston said something on the other end, and Guinevere’s delighted expression soon
stiffened.

Then, after a long while, she grumbled in discontent, “I know… Is that all you have to say to me?”

***

Shooting was over for the day, but when Stella was ready to leave work, she spotted Guinevere quickly
removing her makeup and leaving.

A film crew member nearby muttered, “Why is our superstar leaving so early today, I wonder?



“She was just passing the time anyway… Didn’t you see the look on the director’s face? It was simply
terrible!”

Stella did not say anything, since she was unwilling to talk about Guinevere with the others it was
especially inappropriate to do so given her position. Hence, she quietly packed her things, and the others
nearby left as well, since there was no point to talk to Stella about Guinevere when she refused to.

Even so, it was likely that Stella would be shunned later on since she was the type who was reluctant to
badmouth others. That is not a problem early on, but as time goes by, everyone would realize that they
have no leverage against her, which in turn would lead them to feel insecure.

Meanwhile, Stella was done packing her belongings when she found Guinevere walking toward her. She
seemed to be answering a call, and paused to nod at Stella in greeting when

she saw her.

Stella nodded politely in return since she could not pretend not to notice. She had no idea why
Guinevere was acting as if they were on good terms, when things tended to get frosty whenever they
met.

However, as Guinevere walked past her, Stella could hear her saying, ” … That’s fine. You can come and
pick me up — just drive safe, Weston.”

It appeared to be another call from Weston, but Stella did not pay it much heed. She was going to take a
taxi after removing her makeup anyway, and she had told Weston not to send her a chauffeur this
morning, since she was worried that one of the film crew might recognize her.

This was not the training center, and there were all sorts of people in showbiz-who knows if someone
would suddenly recognize her, not to mention that Weston was not a typical face in the crowd. Moreover,



many would have their eyes on a superstar like Guinevere, and even slightest of hints might somehow
be linked to Stella.

As such, Weston was forced to agree with her choice.

Be that as it may, while Stella presumed that Weston was spending the rest of the day with Guinevere,
she had just left the film set when he called. “Where are you?” he growled over the phone.


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