At the doorway, Zelena leaned against the frame, listening closely to Lydia's phone call.
A satisfied smirk curled her lips.
She had played her cards well.
Lydia, having been entrenched in the industry for years, undoubtedly had her own network of contacts.
With Zelena having leaked the information, Lydia would certainly verify it herself.
Zelena had done her part and could now simply observe as Lydia took action.
After all, with Violeta having repeatedly overshadowed her, how could Lydia resist the chance to undermine Violeta?
Let the show begin.
That night, Violeta finished her work early and quietly headed to a restaurant for a meeting.
Felix had driven her there.
As she exited the car, Violeta turned to Felix and said, "Felix, you should head back. You could end up waiting for quite some time."
Felix replied, "No problem, Ms. White. I'll wait outside. Eugene insisted that I ensure you get back safely."
"Alright, then." Violeta agreed, closing the car door.
She adjusted her hat and mask before slipping into the restaurant.
A person was waiting at the entrance to guide her upstairs to a private room.
Inside, Hayden, Zoren, and Liam were already present, with the food prepared and ready.
As Violeta entered and removed her mask, she saw the three men waiting.
"You're all here already. Am I the last to arrive?" She greeted them.
Zoren teased, "We haven't been waiting long—just a couple of hours."
"Get out of here. It hasn't been that long," Violeta retorted, gaining a chuckle from Zoren.
Liam looked at her with a mischievous glint. "It's been a while, Vio. It's rare to catch a glimpse of a big star."
"Best Supporting Actress, you mean?" Zoren corrected him.
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