MainNovelChapter 1570: Tiffany strolled in, completely at ease. A smirk tugged at the corners of her mouth as she replied, "No. This time, I was the one doing the bullying." Her smile was a rare sight that stunned Clint. He hadn't seen her so lighthearted and carefree in what felt like an eternity.
"Would you like to hold Felix?" Clint took another step closer with Felix in his arms.
"Alright." Tiffany's face lit up with a bright smile. Teasing Felix playfully, she reached out, taking him from Clint's arms.
The moment their fingers brushed, they froze. But just as quickly as it had happened, they shook it off and continued as if nothing had happened.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtClint watched Tiffany, a quiet satisfaction settling in his chest. He couldn't help it-the corners of his lips lifted into a subtle smile. She was finally letting go of the weight she had carried for far too long.
Clint's subtle expressions, paired with the fleeting smile that danced across his lips, were so mesmerizing that Tiffany found it impossible to look away. She had seen her fair share of handsmen, but even if Brenton and Rhys were standing right there, she knew her gaze would still be locked on Clint.
"Where is Harlee?" Clint asked.
Tiffany didn't bother looking up. She gently rocked Felix's tiny hand in hers, her voice calm as she replied, "She said she had something to take care of." That meant they were alone, right? Clint's heart did a little victory lap. They had been working on the sset for a while, but it had been at least three or four years since they had sat together like this—just the two of them.
For updates, visit Galovs.co It was clear that in Clint's eyes, Felix was nothing more than a convenient excuse to hold Tiffany's attention.
If Felix had any idea what was going on, he would probably be too stunned to speak.
Meanwhile, in the top-floor office of Star Entertainment, Devonte crushed his half-smoked cigar into the ashtray with a forceful grind.
"Damn it!" He clenched his fist and slammed it onto the desk with a muffled thud, as if he were trying to crush Tiffany right then and there. His chest heaved, his breath ragged with fury. The fire in his dark eyes could have set the whole office ablaze.
As soon as Devonte learned that Tiffany had spoken disrespectfully and even threatened him, the satisfaction of earning her penalty charge evaporated.
"What else did she say?" he asked, his expression instantly darkening.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmVisibly shaken by his fury, Moira stumbled over her words.
"She... She also said she doesn't need to wait three months. Tomorrow... Tomorrow, she'll personally cto terminate her contract with you." After saying that, Moira swallowed hard and took a shaky step back. She had just left the hospital and had no desire to return.
Devonte's voice remained cold and measured as he asked, "Is that all?"
"Yes... That's all she said. Oh, and I overheard sof the stustaff staff mentioning that the woman who showed up later is from the Sanderson family. Tiffany is probably going to sign with Meta Media."
Moira's voice was laced with resentment, and her eyes darkened with venom. Even she@ulan?land a job at Meta Media. Yet, a nobody from the countryside like Tiffany likely got signed by them? That was something she couldn't swallow.
Devonte saw the situation more clearly than Moira did. If this were just about a contract with Meta,Media, Tiffany wouldn't have the N nerve to defy him like this. She must know too many of his secrets. If Tiffany really had ties to the Sanderson family, this could quickly spiral into something far beyond his control.
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