novelraw Chapter 424: This party was organized by my husband.
Chapter 424: This party was organized by my husband.
Daisy Ginger held the new contract, feeling as if she were in a fog. After working behind the scenes in the entertainment industry for three years, she’d seen just about every dirty trick in the book. Plenty of young actors would climb into producers’ and directors’ beds just for minor roles. Sometimes, even if you become an A-lister, you still have to keep your head down before a famous director. That’s just the food chain in this industry; those who couldn’t accept it have long since left.
Despite having been in the game for a few years, this was Daisy’s first time getting a contract for a massive production worth billions without any struggle.
Even with her sharp mind, Daisy couldn’t help but feel a bit dazed. She sat in her office chair, biting on a cigarette and staring blankly at the contract.
Could it be that her luck had finally turned around?
Elena Raven rubbed her eyes as she woke up, went to the bathroom, and returned to see Daisy still in the same position. Half-awake, she couldn’t help but walk over and ask, "Daisy, what are you looking at?"
Daisy tapped the cigarette ash into the ashtray and handed over the contract she was holding. "Take a look."
Elena shot Daisy a suspicious glance, reached out to take the contract, and lowered her head to flip through it.
Then, her eyes began to widen bit by bit until they bulged like a cow’s. She raised her head in disbelief, her voice trembling, "D-Daisy..."
Daisy put down her cigarette and, seeing Elena’s expression, couldn’t help but chuckle softly, "How is it?"
Elena suddenly burst into tears, "Daisy, am I dreaming?"
"Why are you crying? Useless," Daisy disdainfully tossed a pack of tissues to her, watching as she sniffled and wiped her nose. "This is your first film resource since debuting. Work hard. Starting tomorrow, stay home and study the script thoroughly. I’ll find you a coach to practice with. Aim to make a name for yourself once the movie premieres!"
Daisy’s last sentence was just a joke.
After three years in the industry, she pretty much knew that in this circle, getting famous sometimes takes more luck than skill. There were plenty of young, beautiful, skillful newcomers with connections. Still, audience affinity was a mysterious thing. Some become wildly popular playing a supporting role, while others remain unnoticed even after starring in ten productions.
Elena was pretty, but in the entertainment circle, there were others prettier than her. What caught Daisy’s eye was the purity and naivety in Elena’s eyes when she first started, though sadly, despite her beauty, she was somewhat of a fool. She wouldn’t make waves on a variety show, only to be a beautiful vase on set.
After struggling for half a year, her Weibo followers barely crossed ten thousand, worse than a small-time internet celebrity.
Without connections or patrons, but with acting skills and a willingness to endure hardship, Daisy initially planned to push her into a few variety shows and third-tier magazines to build a fanbase gradually, then move on to small roles to slowly raise her profile. She didn’t expect to receive such a surprisingly significant offer today.
Perhaps this was fate.
Some people struggle for ten years and never receive such good resources. Elena, after half a year, suddenly hit the jackpot.
Watching Elena cry and laugh, Daisy couldn’t help but laugh too. She stood up and mussed up Elena’s hair, "Go do your makeup. I’ll take you out to relax tonight because tough days are ahead."
Elena obediently nodded, hugged Daisy tightly, then went to the bathroom next door for a wash.
As Daisy watched her retreating figure, she smirked and sat back in her office chair.
Elena wasn’t the first talent Daisy had managed in those three years, but she was the first to still hold onto her original ambition after entering this industry.
Daisy had seen so many people who, within months of entering, were blinded by the excesses of the entertainment world, striving to rise by any means necessary. Seeing Elena’s eyes, still as clear as when they first met, brought her some comfort.
Having witnessed so much scheming and backstabbing, she couldn’t help but want to be extra kind to this stubborn, simple-minded fool.
*
That evening, Daisy took Elena to a party.
She donated a string of natural pearls, which sold for a million bucks at auction, with the proceeds to fund the building of a hope primary school in a mountainous area.
After the auction, there was a dinner. Daisy went to the bathroom to touch up her makeup, leaving Elena in the buffet area to eat.
Ryan Smith, having gracefully escaped from a crowd of women, found himself at the buffet area, just wanting to catch his breath, when he spotted a little white rabbit excitedly hopping around and eating cake.
His eyes lit up, and he walked over.
—In a place all about fame and fortune, to see someone focused solely on eating was quite amusing.
The best part was that this little white rabbit was very pretty.
Elena tried a bite of the rum cake, the mild alcohol and sweetness prompting her to squint in pleasure. She wasn’t prone to gain weight, but Daisy had strict control over her diet, not even allowing a bite of candy. Now finally able to indulge, she planned to try every cake available!
With ambitious intent, she turned around only to see a handsome young man in a black and blue striped suit smiling at her from not far away.
She couldn’t help but wipe her mouth—had she gotten cake on her face?
Watching her face closely, Ryan’s smile deepened—even such a pretty and cute thing was right up his alley.
He approached like a charming butterfly, initiating conversation, "Miss, do you also like cake? I think the rum flavor is quite nice. What do you think?"
Elena blinked her eyes and took a step to the side—Daisy always said handsome men showering you with attention for no reason have ulterior motives.
Seeing her guarded move, Ryan blinked innocently—this little thing had quite a strong sense of caution.
Having a few months to stay around, he figured the days ahead would be fun with her to keep company.
The man chuckled with ill intentions, watching her well-crafted face bristle with caution. He couldn’t resist stretching out his hand to tweak her little chin—when suddenly a glass of wine splashed over, drenching his paw. Ryan turned his head and saw a beautiful woman standing behind him, squinting at him in annoyance.
"Scram." Daisy stared at the playboy with fashionable reddish-brown short hair, irritated, "Don’t mess with my people!"
"Daisy!"
Seeing Daisy return, Elena immediately hid behind her like a chick seeking shelter with a hen.
Then, poking out a little head, she glared at him in solidarity with Daisy.
Ryan’s pupils slightly contracted for a moment at the sight of Daisy’s face, a hint of disbelief flashing in his eyes, shocked beyond words!
Seeing the playboy still daring to stare at her, Daisy thought he might be making a move on her and dangerously narrowed her eyes, whispering, "Sir... this party is hosted by my husband. If you don’t want to offend anyone, please show some respect."
"You..." Ryan trembled slightly, contemplating something as he reined in his expression, quickly turning around to melt back into the crowd.