Who would have thought her own blood would be the one to betray her?
"Why would she do that?"
It made zero sense. Lillian relied on Sienna's success for her own shot at stardom.
What did she gain from killing her golden goose?
As a cousin, she certainly wasn't in line to inherit Sienna's fortune.
"Because someone paid her off," the director said, sounding just as furious.
The incident had derailed the entire production schedule.
He was pissed that Sienna had brought such a treacherous liability onto his set.
Some cousin she was—literally stabbing her in the back. How could someone as sharp as Karla let a walking time bomb near her star?
Karla felt a crushing headache building behind her eyes.
"Where is Lillian now?"
"The police have her," the director replied. "The evidence is airtight. She's going down, but I'm worried she'll try to beg Sienna for mercy."
Karla sneered coldly. "Sienna will never forgive her."
"Who paid her off?"
That was the part that gave the director an ulcer.
It was Leon Byron, the second male lead.
He had deliberately seduced Lillian, and the naive girl had fallen completely head over heels for him.
But Leon already had a serious girlfriend—a minor actress who had auditioned for Sienna's role and lost.
The moment the studio locked in Sienna, the director hadn't even looked at another audition tape.
But the girlfriend was convinced Sienna had stolen her spotlight.
So, she complained to Leon.
Leon was a spoiled, brainless idiot. He was a rich kid playing pretend in the industry, and he believed his girlfriend deserved to be the leading lady.
Since Sienna was in her way, he decided to eliminate the obstacle.
"How can anyone be that stupid?"
Karla was in absolute disbelief.
What kind of unhinged logic was that?



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