Even Taylor was taken aback. Camille was the softest-hearted person he knew. Taylor thought Camille would surely give in to Dorian''s pleas after seeing him in such a disgraceful state.


    After all, this oue was what she had hoped for.


    "People must take responsibility for the wrongs they''ve done. I''ve warned you before, but you couldn''t have cared less.


    "The wound you left on L is a scar she''ll carry for life. She''s moved on to someone better. Why should I drag her back into your mess?"


    Camille scoffed. "Dorian, what do you have that''s worth her turning back to you?" Even though she spoke softly, herst words carried a heavy weight.


    Dorian lowered his head, a softugh escaping his lips. He leaned against the sofa, struggling to push himself up. "Mrs. Foster, you''ve never been on my side."


    "Dorian!" Taylor frowned.


    Dorian remained unfazed as he Looked at Camille and Taylor. "If you don''t help me, I''ll find another way."


    Camille frowned and scolded him, "Dorian, what do you think you''re doing? Don''t you dare hurt L again. Do you want her to hate you?"


    However, Dorian didn''t even look back and left the Foster residence.


    L had rested at Evergreen Heights for two days before returning to the office. She still had some work to wrap up as the film was about to start filming.


    Then, there was the matter of recasting Fletcher. Though L stayed home these past couple of days, she was well-informed thanks to Amelia and the few words shared by Teddy and Jamie.


    When she arrived at thepany, the usually calm receptionist greeted her with an enthusiastic smile.


    "Ms. Hart, you''re so early today! You''re really hardworking."


    L nced at the clock, but she was actually half an hourte. She nodded and didn''t say anything, heading upstairs. Even as the elevator doors closed, the


    vel


    receptionist smiled brightly, booking as if she were ready to take any order.


    L was dumbfounded. As soon as she entered her office, she was surprised to


    find Cedric waiting for her.


    "Mr. Jordan, is there something you need?"


    "You..." Cedric looked at her,


    hesitating as if he wanted to sayet


    the


    something. She was about to be president''s wife. Shouldn''t he offer


    her a promotion?


    But wasn''t that too sudden? Wouldn''t it make him seem overly ttering? Luckily, Cedric hadn''t treated L poorly since she joined Magi Pictures.


    "How''s your position? Are you satisfied with your sry?" He asked gently.


    L looked at him for a while. "I''m satisfied. Everything''s good. It''d just be better if you could get more gigs for Jamie and Teddy."


    Cedric was slightly taken aback, then immediately responded, "Gigs? Sure, I''ll make some calls and send a few suitable ones to you right away."


    After saying that, he quickly left, and L shook her head as she watched him go.


    She turned around, and three people were sitting on the sofa-in order from left to right: Amelia, Jamie, and Teddy.


    Jamie spoke slowly, "Ms. Hart, Vince was supposed toe, but there was an emergency at thepany, so he couldn''t make it."


    L wasn''t concerned about this at all. Instead, she noticed the fiery spirit of gossiping in their eyes and rubbed her forehead.


    "Didn''t you all already know? Why are you still looking at me like this?"


    Amelia spoke first, "You didn''t even say it properly. Hearing it from you is totally different from reading the news Come on; spill the details. When did you start hooking up with the top guy on the must-date list?"