The Heiress's Return: From Zen to Zenith-Chapter 1047

Chapter 1047: 487 Consequence_2 Chapter 1047: 487 Consequence_2 Jordan Robinson stood in front of her, his height required him to look up to Aubree Groove.

He lifted his head, his pale cheeks wore a brilliant smile, and within his clear eyes were gratitude and hope.

There was a type of thankfulness that didn’t need to be put into words.

A single look was enough.

Director Bartholomew exclaimed excitedly, “This is exactly the atmosphere, superb!”

There was no need for acting.

That little boy, no one knew who picked him, his eyes were too powerful.

One look surpassed a thousand words and easily evoked sympathy.

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Moreover, the infectious power that Aubree Groove emanated, her gentle and beautiful temperament, was even more convincing.

This was no stage, nor were they actors.

This naturalness indeed surpassed meticulous craftsmanship.

Director Bartholomew clapped his hands in approval, “You did well.”

Jordan Robinson seemed a little startled and suddenly hid behind Aubree Groove.

Aubree Groove gently patted his back, “Don’t be scared, big sister is here with you.”

Director Bartholomew walked over and extended his hand to Aubree Groove: “Ms.

Rinto, I have long admired your reputation.”

Aubree Groove responded with dignity and modesty, giving him a slight smile, “Director Bartholomew.”

Director Bartholomew raised an eyebrow and inquired with a smile, “Did you write what we just heard?”

“Apologies, Director, I took the liberty of altering the script.”

Director Bartholomew waved off her apology with a laugh, “It’s better than the original.

If you really wrote it, you did really well, you’re talented and smart.”

“Moreover, you’re more suited to the stage than I imagined.”

As she stood onstage against everything around her, everything seemed to darken in an instant.

Aubree Groove merely smiled without speaking.

Vivian Hayes noticed that Director Bartholomew had begun chatting and laughing with Aubree Groove, stomping her foot in resentment.

Director Bartholomew was hard to approach, and she had been dismissed by his assistant several times when she had tried to get closer and initiate invitations.

What did she mean by actively chatting with Aubree Groove now?

Wasn’t she publicly slapping her in the face?

Vivian Hayes turned and left the broadcasting hall, and her assistant hurriedly followed her, “Ms.

Hayes, it’s almost your turn.

Where are you going?”

Vivian Hayes returned to her dressing room and dialed a number.

As soon as they picked up, she began to cry.

The soft sobbing was indescribably pitiful.

The person on the other end asked anxiously, “What happened?

Who bullied you?

Whoever dares to bully my woman, he’s courting death.”

Vivian Hayes stifled a sob, “It’s fine if I’m wronged a bit, Marcellus.

Don’t worry about me.

I’m accustomed to it.”

Hearing this, the man was even more upset, “You’re at rehearsal, aren’t you?

Who upset you?

Tell me clearly.”

Vivian Hayes sighed, “Let’s forget about it.

It’s better to avoid trouble.

We cannot afford to offend those people!”

The man on the other side suddenly slammed his fist on the table, making Vivian Hayes jump, “Mar…Marcellus.”

“Anyone who dares to bully you, even if the emperor himself comes, I won’t let them go.”

Vivian Hayes squinted her eyes but said with a weak and helpless tone, “Have you heard of the Rintos in Pethkids?”

The man laughed when he heard it, “Pethkids is nothing but a small place.

They’re not fit to shine my shoes.”

“What?

Did someone from the Rintos bully you?”

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“The Ms.

Rinto somehow made it onto the show by pulling some strings.

When she participated in a fashion event in Pethkids last time, she already didn’t like me.

I thought I was in Pethkids, in unfamiliar surroundings, so I endured it, but I didn’t expect to meet her again at the rehearsal.

She! she actually! sob sob!”

“I’m a popular star for God’s sake, and she’s an amateur who hasn’t made her debut.

She’s just relying on some family connections to treat me like this.

I can’t stand it anymore.

If word gets out, how am I supposed to maintain a profile in this circle!”

The man was instantly enraged upon hearing this, “This is outrageous!

The puny Rintos are so arrogant that they dare to bully people related to me.”

“You’re pregnant, you mustn’t get angry.

I’ll take care of this.”

After hanging up, Vivian Hayes’ face switched faster than flipping through a book, leaving her assistant stunned.

If this acting skill was used in filming, she would’ve won an Oscar long ago.

Would she even need constant marketing?

Vivian Hayes leaned comfortably against the back of the sofa, gently rubbing her belly, her face adorned with a satisfied smile.

She had met Marcellus Dankworth at a high-end cocktail party.

He was gentle, considerate and wealthy, providing her with ample resources and pushing her to her current status.

Vivian Hayes investigated and found out that he was married, but his wife had suffered a miscarriage and could no longer have children.

Marcellus desperately wanted a child.

Seizing this opportunity, Vivian Hayes successfully became pregnant.

The next step was to use her child as leverage to remove the woman who was occupying his home and not making any contributions.