Diana patted his shoulder, "Just take the photo and show us afterward." "Sure," Jackson replied uncertainly. Diana dashed back to John, grabbed his hands, and stood on tiptoes, puckering her lips as if about to kiss. John's eyes sparkled, and he bent down, planting a gentle kiss on her lips. Diana froze for a moment, then burst into laughter. "John, not like that! I was posing for a kiss, not actually trying to kiss you." John looked slightly awkward. Diana continued to laugh, "Why are you so adorable? I love you so much!" Jackson, still holding the camera, felt awkwardly stranded, regretting his decision to follow them. Diana dragged John into various poses, then turned to Jackson. "How did it turn out? Did you get a good shot?" "Uh, should be decent." "Let me see." Diana rushed over, grabbed the phone, and glanced at the photos. Upon seeing them, she was instantly taken aback. "

Leah turned away without saying anything. Offending Wesley wouldn't benefit her in the long run during the shoot. She picked up the script and approached Amelia. "Alright, let's begin." It was a confrontational scene between the female lead, Mireille, a top graduate from the best art university, and Nolwenn, a wealthy heiress. Amelia, holding the script, started her lines. "Mireille, right? I heard you're the student representative this time. Where did you learn the piano?" Leah remained calm. "I'm sorry, I don't know you." As she uttered the first line, Amelia immediately frowned. "Leah, are you acting or just reading lines? There's no emotion at all. Are you paralyzed or something?" She then looked at Wesley beside her. "Wesley, look at this acting; it's beyond salvation! How did she land the lead role?" Wesley, with a hint of surprise on his handsome face, coughed lightly. "Leah might be nervous; a fe

Leah looked at Amelia in surprise. "Amelia, doesn't your conscience hurt? You barged in all of a sudden, furious with me without a word, and even laid hands on me. Emily can testify." Hearing this, Emily quickly responded, "Yes, I was resting with Leah when Amelia suddenly came in, accusing Leah of deceiving her and getting furious..." Amelia, angered, interrupted her, "Shut up!" She glared at Emily, then turned to Leah, "Emily is your assistant, of course, she would take your side! Her words are not trustworthy. I'm the one who got hurt, I'm the one she hit!" "Are you still trying to defend yourself?!" Wood cut her off. "I saw everything clearly at the door. It was clearly you bullying Leah!" As Wood spoke, Wesley furrowed his brow. He looked at Amelia. "I saw it too; it looked like you were about to hit Leah while grabbing her hair." "Wesley, it's not like that..." As soon as Wesley frowned at her, Amelia changed her

"In the entertainment industry, isn't this kind of thing normal?""It might be normal..." Emily paused, then furrowed her brows, "but anyone in this situation would feel upset. And you don't know, Amelia's team has a lot of clickbait accounts, they're experts at controlling public opinion. There was a case before where an actor offended Amelia, and then the actor was nearly driven to depression and suicide.""Don't worry, she won't beat me to that." Leah lay on the bed, smiling lightly, "And haven't you heard a saying?""What?""Good and bad luck go hand in hand. This might turn out to be a good thing for me."...In a dimly lit office, Poly paced restlessly. She had recently received another mysterious document, much like the one before, containing only one message: confess to framing Joe ten years ago, apologize, and retire within twenty-four hours. However, this time, there was an additional condition—she had to relinquish all her a

Diana decided to distribute part of the money to the designers Poly had deceived over the years and donate the rest to charitable organizations. After finishing everything, Diana picked up her phone, ready to scroll through the online discussions that were currently brewing. To her surprise, she came across a familiar topic after a few glances. ["Music of Love" female lead] Isn't this Leah? What's going on? Curious, Diana clicked on the topic and took a look. The posts were filled with sarcastic remarks about Leah, accompanied by a group of trolls hurling insults in the comments. This is not looking good. Diana couldn't help but almost burst into laughter at the audacity of it all. This momentum, why did it feel like someone was plotting against her? Leah, true to form, had managed to make enemies so quickly. Diana took out her phone, checked the time – it was past nine in the evening, an