She really needed money.
Thought of her seriously ill mother in bed and a gambling-obsessed foster father, even with Maria, the agent behind her, extremely excited, her eyes were still full of worry.
Laura kept her family a secret. Even Maria, who had always been close to her, did not know about it.
Seeing that Laura was so depressed, Maria came behind her, leaned against the back of her chair, and looked at the charming girl in the mirror. She asked in confusion, "Laura, it's your dream to attend this party. You should be happy. Why do you still look so depressed..."
Laura forced a smile and said, "Nothing, just didn't sleep well, a little tired."
Maria looked at her with distress and sighed. "You should feel tired."
Maria knew very well how desperate Laura was.
Ever since she entered the industry, even as a little insignificant star, she began work endlessly.
As long as there was quality and high-level work, no matter how hard it was or how high the requirements were, she would take it.
She had once asked Laura why she worked so hard.
Laura told her that if she wanted to stand out and make a name for herself, she had to work her fingers to the bone. And low-quality work is so exhausting that she would rather work hard than ruin her career.
Over the years, Maria had been by Laura's side, watching her grow from an unknown actress to a big star today
But no matter when it was, Laura's "Fight to the death" style had never changed.
In fact, Maria was also wondered why Laura desperately made so much money, but still lived a frugal and simple life.
Laura smiled and didn't say anything, just said that she didn't like to live a luxurious life.
Maria had some doubts about this, but in the end, she didn't ask anything.
Who didn't have secrets?
Maria looked at the tired Laura. After hesitating for a while, she still didn't persuade her to rest.
"It's been so many years. If Laura wanted to rest, she would have rested long ago."
Maria thought.
But what she didn't know was that Laura did want to have a rest.
Who didn't like to lie at home and stare blankly?
Her mother's medical expenses were easy to come by. If it weren't for the vampire-like foster father, she really wouldn't have to be so desperate.
Soon, Laura finished her makeup.
She picked a silver dress with a tube-blue hairpin, a delicate silver necklace around her neck, and a pair of crystal-like high-heeled shoes. Then she sat in her exclusive sports car gracefully.
Along the way, Laura looked at the colorful night view expressionlessly, without closing her eyes to rest.
It was not that she didn't want to rest, but she was tired now. She was afraid that she wouldn't have to attend this party if she slept.
However, she had to participate.
Soon, Laura arrived at the event scene.
In a flash, with a decent smile on her face, she got out of the car gracefully.
Laura covered her chest all the way, nodded to the media, and stroked her scattered hair from time to time. Her every move looked like a goddess.
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