Chapter 35

Liliana gently pulled her hand back from Old Mr. Johnson's grasp and walked straight to her father. "Dad, I'm not backing out. You used to tell us a promise is a promise," she said, firm and clear. Mr. Johnson slapped the armrest so hard his palm went numb. "You're not a kid anymore! Do you really need to earn money in showbiz now? Is Wilson not giving you enough?" "This has nothing to do with Wilson. He supports what I want to do," Liliana remained unflinching. Mr. Johnson stood up, voice rising. "Support? This so-called dream of yours is nonsense! You're already Mrs. Clark—just enjoy the life others would kill for. Why get involved in that messy industry?" What others thought was none of her business. Liliana knew no one could take her place. In her last life, Wilson only ever had eyes for her. Everyone else didn't even register. "This is my dream. I won't let you talk about it like it's trash," she said, not giving an inch. He frowned, face even darker now. "Pick something else. Pia