At some point, the intricately patterned, ancient iron gate slowly opened. The streetlights lining the path lit up one by one, and at the end of the marble-paved road, a tall and slender figure slowly approached.
The man was dressed in a long black woolen coat, a black sweater, and a pair of pants that blended seamlessly with the night.
But what stood out was the lazy, nonchalant air about him—elegant and poised, yet mysterious.
As he got closer, his strikingly handsome face became more vivid under the streetlights, exuding an even greater sense of dominance.
Abbie's heart raced, and her breath seemed to pause momentarily.
She was almost captivated by Stephan. Thinking of all the resources he had poured into her these past few months and the path he had laid for her, she couldn't help but feel her heart race uncontrollably.
In the past, when she struggled in the industry, facing scorn and constantly being undermined, her carefully earned roles were edited down to nothing simply because she offended a third-tier actor.
She had been suppressed, and she was unable to rise to fame!
But since that day, her fate had changed. He had only slightly raised his hand and spoken a word, and resources she had once only dreamed of were now at her feet.
The so-called big names who once looked down on her now bowed to please her.
How could she not be moved?
But Abbie also knew in her heart that Stephan had no intention of meeting her apart from these resources. Even when she needed help, she could only rely on his subordinates to pass on her requests.
For that reason, she had tried everything to meet him again, braving the cold winds in a short, sexy dress with meticulously applied makeup just to win his heart.
She was confident that with her looks, no man could resist her!
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