I'd heard rumors that DN Entertainment, Gideon Davenport's company, was on the brink of bankruptcy because the new actors and actresses they signed hadn't produced a single hit movie, even though most of them were influencers with massive social media followings.
Oh, but who cared about their bankruptcy? They didn't even bother to defend me when I was buried in fake scandals, and they had no problem discarding older actresses once they lost their youthful beauty.
I suppose that was also why they wanted to build a business alliance with the Brixtons through marriage. But of course, they wouldn't dare sacrifice their "precious lamb" to the so-called crippled wolf.
In the end, they decided to throw away the lamb they thought wasn't worth much, which was Helcia or me.
But what they didn't realize was that instead of throwing away a useless lamb into the fire, they had unknowingly placed her right on top of a pile of gold.
