Their Punching Bag Became The Storm novel Chapter 93

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Chapter 93 Alone with Ryan

Chapter 93 Alone with Ryan

Emily thought, ‘The recording is no longer on my phone. So Whitney definitely can’t have saved it either. She must be trying to mess with me, and wants me to stay paranoid after we get off this wild island.

‘She’s probably hoping I’ll come crawling to her about that recording. Dream on.’ Emily’s fists were clenched tight. ‘But why is my heart racing so anxiously?”

The boat sent by the show crew pulled up to the shore. The guests had already been waiting there for ages Everyone was dressed to the nines, makeup on point. No one would ever guess they’d been roughing it on that wild island days ago. When Whitney and Ryan walked over, Nora was the first to rush up. She grabbed her phone and held it out. “Whitney, please add me on WhatsApp. Once we’re off the island, we have to hang out again!”

“Me too. Me too!” Elian wasn’t about to be left out. He hurried over as well. “Whitney, if I ever get cravings for your cooking again, will I still have a chance to eat it?”

As he said this, he looked at Whitney with those big, pitiful eyes, blinking up at her like he was begging for a treat. He was totally pulling the classic puppy eyes move, hoping she’d cave.

Nora scrunched up her cute face and elbowed him, grumbling, “You puppy, stealing my line!” As she spoke, she squeezed Elian out of the way. “I want to have another chance to eat with you, Whitney.”

“Sure,” Whitney replied, having a soft spot for the two of them. “Whenever you’re in Roynfort, give me a call. If I’m free, we’ll get together.”

“You live in Roynfort?” Nora’s eyes lit up. “Me too. Whenever I’m not working, I’m in Roynfort!”

Elian let out a loud whoop. “Alright. I’m gonna have my agent take every gig in Roynfort.”

Watching the two of them goofing off, Whitney added them on WhatsApp.

Henry walked over as well. He smiled, “Whitney, I’ve settled down in Roynfort, too. If I ever get the chance, I’d love to learn a few of your home–cooked recipes to make for my daughter.

“I’ve got a few scripts on hand, big productions, and there are a couple of roles I think would be perfect for you. If you’re interested, I’ll send them over when we get back, and you can take a look and pick whichever you like.”

Nora and Elian’s eyes went wide, and they let out a chorus of weird, jealous squeals. A script recommended by Henry was absolutely top quality.

After all, Henry’d never touched a flop since his debut. Even now, barely showing up on screen in his middle age, he’d still got tons of fame and fans who never left his side. His place in the industry was unshakable.

Whenever he showed up, ratings were guaranteed. Countless people wished they could get connected with him. It was truly the first time Henry personally offered a junior an opportunity like this.

Bella and her crew were so jealous that they were practically gnashing their teeth to pieces. While everyone was waiting for the boat here, Bella was deep in thought. She’d tried to cozy up to Chase throughout the show, but he never took the bait.

At the very least, she wanted to add Henry’s contact before leaving. She figured that, in front of everyone, Henry would save her some dignity and not make things awkward.

But to her surprise, Henry smiled and shook his head politely, “Sorry, I don’t use WhatsApp.”

Bella’s expression froze for a moment. ‘Seriously, who doesn’t use WhatsApp nowadays? Even folks in their seventies and eighties are on it, she grumbled to herself.

It was obviously a polite excuse to brush her off. Bella couldn’t shamelessly keep pushing, so she forced a smile and awkwardly stepped back to join the others.

And then what? Henry actually went over to add Whitney on WhatsApp and offered her some opportunities? Bella could hear the two simps snickering behind her.

‘What happened to not using WhatsApp?‘ Bella fumed inwardly. ‘So it’s only me he won’t add on WhatsApp, huh?’

Meanwhile, Henry, as if he could read Bella’s mind, grinned at Whitney and said, “Whitney, you gotta think about it. I never used WhatsApp before, but for you, I can start.”

Bella was speechless. ‘Shit, that stings more, she thought.

Then, Emily and Chase came over, lugging their bags and suitcases, and happened to overhear Henry’s words. They watched as everyone gathered around Whitney, adding each other on WhatsApp.

Chapter 93 Alone with Ryan

Ryan got in on the contact exchange. The group was super excited, making plans to meet up for dinner once they got to Roynfort.

Nora propped her chin up, thinking aloud, “But with Ryan around, I doubt we’ll ever get to chill and have a normal meal anywhere.”

Elian nudged her. “Are you saying we should kick Ryan out?” As he said this, he shot a sly, ambiguous glance at Ryan, then at Whitney. His smile slowly morphed into a wicked grin.

Whitney shrugged and said, “If you guys wanna hang out, come eat at my place.”

When Whitney said that, Emily’s eyes fixed sharply on her. ‘Seriously? She wants everyone to eat at her place?‘ Emily scoffed, narrowing her gaze. ‘Does Whitney really think she’s such a big deal?

‘She can’t be sure she’ll get back into the Anderson family, and she’s already acting like she owns the place. Now she’s already acting like she can invite her friends over for dinner?‘

Whitney was clearly trying her hardest to flaunt her true heiress status, as Chase said. If these people actually went to the Anderson residence for dinner, they’d definitely gossip about her and Whitney’s connection.

Emily was itching to rush over and stop them. But then she saw Ryan nod, the corners of his lips curling into a smile. “That‘

aw Rya s a good idea.”

Her eyes lit up with a sharp glint as a sudden idea struck her. She snatched Chase by the arm, stopping him as he was about to rush over and give Whitney a piece of s mind.

Then, Nora chimed in, “Sounds awesome. I really wanna check out your place, Whitney, and see what it’s like where you live!”

Elian nodded eagerly. “So, Whitney, where’s your place? Once I let my agent know, I’ll drive over and hang out!”

Emily snickered to herself, unable to hold back a cold laugh. ‘Her place? Seriously? She literally lives in a storage closet at the Anderson residence. It’s tiny, windowless, and always damp.

Even the Anderson family’s servants get better rooms than she does. If they ever found out their goddess acted like a dog in front of me, would they still worship her? I wonder if they’d still idolize Whitney then!

Emily was waiting for Whitney to announce the address of the Anderson residence. Then she’d get to watch Whitney get scolded and blamed by everyone in the Anderson family.

The Anderson family would never allow Whitney to act as if it were her home and invite guests as she pleased. When the time came, she’d step up and speak up for Whitney, acting like she was on her side.

But there was no way she’d let those three she couldn’t stand step into the Anderson residence. She’d only let Whitney invite Ryan over, only him, nobody else.

‘As long as Ryan comes over, Emily thought, everything else will fall into place. I’ve got plenty of tricks to make sure the Anderson family keeps Whitney out. Then, it’ll be Ryan and me… alone together.‘

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