"And what are you smiling all about?" Selene asked him, noticing him smiling at the table. She stared at the table, checking if she would find something amusing on it. Unfortunately, she didn’t.
Kace immediately changed his expression.
"I just remembered something funny," he responded.
Selene shrugged and pulled a seat for herself, settling beside them.
Martha joined a bitter that day. As always, she didn’t say much. She only opened her mouth to speak when she was asked a question, or when she felt she needed to add something to the frivolous conversation they were having to while away the time until it was time for the party.
At the poolside, both Edna and Miranda gave Selene a fierce re, remembering how she’d humiliated them.
"Just look at that bitch, having so much fun after she insulted us the other day. She didn’t evene to apologize," said Miranda, blinking the wet fakeshes that made her look like a cat after getting wet. "How dare she?" Turning to her friend, Edna, she asked, "Is the n ready?"
Edna was also ring at Selene just the way Miranda was ring at her, anger written on her face as she replied, "Of course, I have it ready. You think I will let that bitch go after what she did to us?"
Nodding at each other, the both of them got out of the pool and took their towels before heading towards their room. Since they were best friends, they ended up sharing a room.
Closing the door behind them, Edna took her phone and made a phone call.
Immediately, the call was connected as if the person from the other line had been anticipating the phone call.
"Remember the n," Edna said to the person from the other line. "You are going toe here with your men. I’ve already sent you the picture of thedy you are going to rape. Make sure to take a video of it. After taking the video, you send it to me and you will delete it from your phone," she added.
When she heard the affirmative reply from the other person, she hung up the call with a smile on their lips.
Edna had left the call on loudspeaker mode so that Miranda would also hear.
However, someone behind the door was also listening to the conversation.
All of a sudden, they heard a knocke from the door. It was so unexpected that their hearts jumped in fear.
Both Edna and Miranda shared a look amongst themselves before Miranda strode to open the door.
She frowned slightly when she saw the person at the door.
"Michelle?" Edna called, walking towards the door. "What are you doing here?" She questioned, hoping that Michelle had not heard their conversation.
Michelle had a bright smile on her face as she looked at the twodies who were going to help her with her ns.
"Can Ie in?" She requested.
Edna and Miranda shared another look, growing suspicious of Michelle. They didn’t interact much with Michelle which left them feeling neutral towards her. She wasn’t their enemy, neither was she their friend.
The two women gave her space to enter the room.
"What are you doing here, Michelle?" Edna repeated her question from earlier. Michelle took a seat, rxing on the couch, feeling so much excitement she didn’t know how to express it.
"I heard everything the two of you were just saying to that person over the phone," said Michelle.
Instantly, Edna and Miranda became alert. If Michelle blurted out what she heard to director Jeunes, he would fire them without batting an eysh.
"You two don’t need to worry about me reporting you to director Jeunes," Michelle added as if reading their thoughts.
"And why is that?" Miranda asked Michelle, confusion etched on her expression—she found Michelle’s words suspicious.
"Well," Michelle stood up from the couch, crossing her arm around her chest elegantly with a smile on her face. "That’s because I want to be part of the n," she responded.
Both Edna’s and Miranda’s eyebrows furrowed deeply in confusion.
"What do you mean?" Edna questioned.
With the smile still on her lips, Michelle replied, "I want to see Selene get ruined. I want her kicked out of the entertainment industry."