Weston remembered something when he was about to leave. He turned around to face her and said,
“About the set…”
Guinevere’s eyes lit up when he asked about her work. “I’m doing fine on the set. The crew has been
taking good care of me. You don’t have to worry.”
Weston nodded. “You’ve just resumed work. You’d better not get any bad press.”
“What do you mean?”
“You should understand.”
Guinevere froze for a moment. She wondered if Weston knew she was giving Ella a hard time, but she
quickly dismissed the thought.
She figured Weston probably did not know that Ella was on the same set. They had not been in touch
since they met at Yvonne’s house.
She felt she should not overthink things.
“Don’t worry. I’ve been in the entertainment industry for years. I know how to deal with the media.
There won’t be any bad press.”
Weston then turned to leave.
Guinevere looked at his back as he left. Her eyes suddenly darkened. After he left, she took out her
phone. “Find out who Ella has been seeing in private lately!” She felt that this was impossible, but she
had to plan ahead. If Ella did hook up with Weston, all her hard work would be for nothing.
She had already gotten rid of Stella. There was no way she would allow Ella to compete with her.
Weston got into the car. Soon, Henry called him on a video call. Henry was still watering the
flowers on the balcony. He looked relaxed, but not in his tone.
“Gwen is making her move. What are you going to do?”
Henry did not think the arrogant and proud Guinevere would go to such an extent for a love rival. He
had to say that she had stooped a little too low.
“Send more people to protect Ella. Just let Guinevere do whatever she wants as long as she can’t find
her. However, if something like before happens again, teach her a lesson.”
Henry understood Weston’s plan. “You’re determined to protect Ella and not care about Gwen
anymore?”
Weston frowned. “I have one more year.”
Henry seemed to have understood his meaning. He suddenly frowned and looked at him seriously. “Tell
me the truth, Weston. What’s going on between Gwen and you?” “What, now? Do you want to help
her?” “Do you think I will?”
“Why not?” Weston remembered the old days. “Didn’t you almost fight me for Guinevere in high
school?”
“I was young and impulsive.” As they spoke about the past, Henry seemed to be a bit nostalgic. “But
Gwen was not like this back then.” He sighed and suddenly teased him, “You’re such a terrible man.
You’ve ruined a good woman.”
Weston shot him a sharp glare. “I’ve never messed with her.” Henry snickered and did not comment
further. “Anyway, if you really want Ella to have a safe life, it’s impossible to get around Guinevere. You
have to sort it out. Otherwise, she’ll find out about Ella someday. Besides, they’re working on the same
set now. Guinevere can easily do something to Ella.” “I know.” The man’s mood was a little heavy. His
brow twitched at the thought of the bruises on Stella the other day.
He ended the call and ordered the driver, “Go pick her up.”
It was the same place as last time. The car stopped at the crossroads. Stella ran to the front of the road
after Roger went to school. She looked around and made sure no one was around before she got into
the black luxury car.
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