Substitute Bride and Her Husband Who Disappeared

Those words hit like a punch to the gut.

Anyone else would have been furious, but Nancy smirked, unflinchingly holding Vivian's gaze.

Nancy didn't back down. Despite Vivian's aggressive attitude, she didn't feel inferior. She seemed to have the upper hand.

"Do you think I want your life?"

Nancy's lips curled into a mocking smile. "Vivian, not everyone values the same things you do. If it wasn't for my dad, do you think I'd be jumping through these hoops for you?"

Vivian couldn't believe that Nancy would be indifferent to fame and fortune.

"Nancy, who are you? You're nothing but a poor girl raised in the slums. My monthly allowance is probably more than you make in a year. I know all about your betting on car races and football games to scrape together some cash. You're living worse than my Servant!" Feeling somewhat satisfied after her tirade, she put on a haughty air, "I know you need money, so I'll generously give you this acting fee. Once we're back, take your father and vanish from my life. I never want to see you again. Your voice is like nails on a chalkboard to me!"

What bothered her was the missed chance to work with Director Grant, a learning experience equivalent to a year of film school. And the opportunity had been given to Nancy, along with the money. How could she not be enraged?

She'd been seething inside, and now she could let off steam at Nancy.

"Sure, I need money." Instead of getting angry, Nancy responded calmly, "But this acting fee is something I've earned because

apart from the opening cerem

and the banquet you attended, the

rest of the film was all men

As Vivian was about to argue, Nancy interrupted confidently, "Vivian, you know better than anyone why you couldn't be in the film!"

"I..." Vivian was silenced instantly. Her affair with Alexander was a dark spot in her past.

Nancy's smile stung her deep inside, making her lash out like a cornered animal. She would have leaped at Nancy if they weren't in a car. "So what!"

"So what!" Vivian bit back, her face breaking into a triumphant grin, "No matter what I've done, I'm still Mrs Firth. Today, when you get your father back, we'll swap. I'll still be the enviable Mrs. Firth. What can you do about it?" Content © NôvelDrama.Org 2024.

Even the most patient person would have been irked by Vivian treating Charlie like a puppet, especially her smugness.

Nancy took a deep breath, thinking of Charlie's despondency over the past few days. Her heart ached. Why did Charlie marry a woman like Vivian?

She laughed bitterly, "Yes, you're still

Mrs. Firth. I'm curious, though, and Alexander said he'd slept with you twice. And both times, he found a hymen. He was puzzled and asked me about it. Why don't you tell me so can inform Alexander?