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Chapter 339

When Giselle arrived at the cocktail party, almost everyone was already there. Nancy, Nolan, and the second-tier actor, being the main creators of the movie, had arrived earliest after the press conference. As soon as Giselle entered, Nolan saw her. Without avoiding the eyes of others, he strode towards her with his long legs. "Sister, have you missed me in this long absence?" He gave Giselle a somewhat naughty smile. In the face of his handsome face, Giselle was totally unmoved. She pushed him away without hesitation and then saw the second-tier actor waving at her from a distance. She immediately went up to him. "It's so boring," the second-tier actor spoke. "If you didn't come, I would have fallen asleep." Giselle replied, "There are so many famous directors and screenwriters here. You should have been networking." "How could it be my turn?" The second-tier actor was despondent. "Everyone's flocking around Nancy and Nolan." However, as soon as Nolan saw Giselle, he ignored all those famous directors. "Just ask me for a favor, sister, and I will introduce you." Nolan approached them. The second-tier actor glanced at Nolan and then at Giselle with a mischievous smile. "What, do you have a thing for her?" Nolan put on a strange look, "Is it not obvious enough from my actions?" Hearing these words, the second-tier actor looked as if he had just discovered some juicy gossip and nudged Giselle's arm, "Wow, the pretty boy is impressive!" Giselle simply wanted to roll her eyes. At this time, a man, dressed in a suit and leather shoes, in his early forties, and with a very mature and steady demeanor walked out from the crowd. He was holding a glass of champagne. When the 18th-Line artist saw him, they immediately put on a serious face, "Director Feng." Following this, Nolan also called out, "Uncle." Only then did Giselle realize, this man was the well-known director and uncle that Nolan had mentioned. She too, politely called out to Director Feng. Director Feng, while smiling, looked at her, "So you're the Ms. Hawk that Nolan's been talking about. This young man has indeed a good eye." "......" Giselle felt somewhat awkward for no apparent reason. Nolan had been talking about her to his family, but she didn't know what he had said. Her reply could only be a smile, "I took photos for Nolan before." By saying this, she in a way pointed out that their relationship was merely that. Director Feng commented, "They turned out quite well." Then he turned to Nolan and shook his head, "You're useless, you’ve been talking about it for so long, yet you haven't made a move." Nolan said, "I'm trying my best." He was quite frank and open about it, which made Giselle feel like she was making a fuss about nothing. After raising a glass to them, Director Feng was pulled away by someone else. There were people coming up to Nolan to strike up a conversation every now and then, but his heart was wholly on Giselle, and for everyone else, he dismissed them with a few cold words. At the cocktail party, there were many hushed whispers. "Could it be that Nolan and Giselle are actually together?" "There have been scandals about them before. Probably true, I'd guess. Giselle left for abroad previously. On her return now, I wouldn't rule out it's because of Nolan." "Some women are just blessed. All the men around them are exceptional." ... As the group chattered, several men also paid attention to the two figures. This man was familiar with both Andrew and Maverick. Andrew did not invite Maverick to this party, not unusual considering their cousin relationship had always been quite indifferent. Out of boredom, he enjoyed the rising gossips about Giselle and Nolan. He quietly took out his phone and snapped a photo. Promptly, he sent it to Maverick, caption it as "Your ex-wife and her boy toy." He hazarded not to wait for Maverick's response, hastily switched off his phone for fear of being scolded, and started to enjoy his drink with the people nearby. Andrew, the host of the cocktail party, arrived late. He made his entrance well after half the rounds of drinks had been served, with Gloria on his arm. Only upon seeing Gloria did Giselle realize why they were late. Gloria, with her meticulous makeup, was quite obviously freshly dolled up. Andrew is truly serious about Gloria. Nevertheless, it seems that Gloria's feelings for Andrew have also changed. The hand that was voluntarily placed on his arm, and the close physical distance indicate that Gloria wanted to hold on to Andrew. Giselle was right in her speculation. Gloria was no fool. Seeing that Andrew's patience for her was not like before, she began to panic. Andrew is one of the wealthiest second-generation elites in Finceland, and the Brook family is among the richest families. There is no reason for her to let go. The two of them look intimate as they walk slowly together amid the ambiguous gazes of the crowd. Giselle was watching all this. Suddenly, the sound of a glass breaking in the background reached her ears. As she turned around, she saw the 18th-line actress with red-rimmed eyes running towards the washroom. Giselle immediately followed. She caught up with the 18th-line actress in the bathroom. "Why did you follow me?" the 18th-line actress said, feigning makeup retouching and refusing to let Giselle see her. "With you watching, I can't even finish my makeup." Giselle looked at her deeply for a few seconds, then handed her a tissue. "First, wipe your tears so you won't ruin your makeup." The 18th-line actress took it without saying a word. After wiping her tears, she followed Giselle out. At the door, she stopped. In a very serious tone, she said, "Giselle, I lied to you." Looking at Giselle as a wounded warrior, she confessed, "I have to admit, I do have feelings for Andrew." To her surprise, Giselle didn't seem shocked at all. She patted the 18th-line actress on the shoulder and said, "No problem. If we are blind now, we will seek treatment." The 18th-line actress laughed. As they walked back to the main hall from the bathroom, they bumped into Andrew and Gloria, head-on. Giselle noticed that when Andrew saw the 18th-line actress, there was a momentary change in his expression. It was not quite natural, but it was momentary and he soon recovered. He called over a servant from the side, took a drink from the tray, intending to toast together with Gloria. The gesture didn't make it look like a cocktail party, more like new couples toasting at their wedding. The respect due had to be given, Giselle also raised a glass of wine. Among the few people, only the 18th-line actress didn't move. Andrew glanced at her twice, she always seemed to be lost in a fog of confusion. "Kendrick." He called out to her, bringing her back to the present. Hurriedly she raised her glass and said, "This toast is to wish Yan... no, to wish the boss and Miss Gloria, a lifetime of happiness, may love linger forever, may you have a baby soon, grow old together..." "Enough!" Andrew interrupted her with a frown, his tone not very pleasant. Gloria asked concernedly from the side, "What's wrong?" Andrew looked at Gloria and smiled, "It's nothing." Then, "Can you drink? If not, I will drink it for you." Gloria shook her head, "I'm fine, I can even drink with my sister." With that, she turned to Giselle, "Sister, this glass of wine, I toast to you." After saying that, she tipped her head back and emptied the glass. Giselle drank as well, and after finishing, she was taken away by the 18th-line actress. "Feeling bad?" Giselle asked her. The 18th Dominating Line bit her lip without hiding it, "A little." Giselle said, "Why do you have to fall for Andrew, that obstinate person." "It's just... an accident." It really was an accident— But it was also because she couldn't resist, maybe in her heart, she had feelings for Andrew from the start. Therefore, that night, after drinking, she escorted Andrew home. Andrew, in his drunken state, resisted her so forcefully. Despite symbolically pushing away a couple of times, she half-heartedly gave in. With that, the two became consistent, intimate companions. With such a relationship, no wonder she was feeling bad.

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