Soon, other cast members would be heading to makeup, and it would be crowded. Bet leaving then would be too conspicuous.


    So he had to leave early.


    By the time Yvonne finished washing up, Bet was fully dressed.


    She walked over and threw herself into his arms, not wanting him to go.


    "I''lle see you when I have time." Bet bent down and gave her a firm kiss on


    the lips.


    Despite his reluctance, Bet released her, opened the door, and left.


    The hotel hallway was still empty.


    Bet strode towards the elevators.


    Suddenly, the door to a room right next to the elevators opened, and Mignon walked out, followed by her assistant.


    She was saying something to her assistant, her attitude clearly unpleasant, while the assistant kept her head down, looking like she was enduring it.


    After snapping at her assistant, Mignon looked up and saw Bet walking towards her.


    Her eyes lit up instantly. She subconsciously smoothed her long hair and hurried over in her high heels.


    "Ben!"


    Bet had a good memory and remembered who Mignon was. He gave her a polite nod in greeting.


    "Ben, you..." Mignon started to say as she got close to him, but Bet had already walked past her without stopping and entered the elevator.


    Before Mignon could react, the elevator doors slowly closed, and Bet was gone.


    Mignon froze, stunned for a long moment.


    "Ms. Powell," the assistant called out cautiously.


    "Ben... did he not see me just now?" Mignon asked nkly.


    The assistant remained silent.


    Mr. Bet Thompson isn''t blind. How could he have missed someone standing right there? He obviously just ignored her.


    "Mr. Thompson seemed to be


    came front her room, could hea


    the assistant analyzed.


    Mignon''s face turned pale with fury upon hearing this.


    Ignoring her assistant''s attempts to stop her, she rushed towards Yvonne''s room.


    Inside, Yvonne had just finished washing up when she heard a loud banging on her door.


    Yvonne went to the door, and the moment she opened it, Mignon''s hand came flying at her face.


    Yvonne reacted instantly, grabbing Mignon''s wrist and forcefully flinging her away. Mignon stumbled back, saved from falling only because her assistant caught her.


    "Bitch, you dare to fight back!"


    Mignon shrieked, her eyes red with


    anger, pointing at Yvonne. "Ben


    came to the set to see me and you shamelessly seduced him into your room! You throw yourself at any man you see. If you''re that desperate, why don''t you just


    be a hooker... aah!"


    Mignon''s words were so vile that Yvonne couldn''t stand to hear any more. Before


    she could finish, Yvonne pped her across the face.


    It was the first time in her life Mignon had ever been pped, and she was


    She clutched her swelling cheek, taking a moment to process what happened before screaming and lunging forward. You bitch you hit me? Do you know who I am could I crush you with a flick of my finger!"


    "Ms. Powell, please calm down," the assistant said, getting between them to try and


    stop her.


    But she was clearly taking sides. While yelling for Mignon to calm down, she blocked Yvonne, allowing Mignon to grab and tear at her.


    Against two people, an ordinary girl would have been at a serious disadvantage.


    But with Yvonne''s skills, even twenty Mignons wouldn''t be a match for her, let alone two.


    Yvonne didn''t hold back. She grabbed the assistant''s hair and kicked her out of the way.