Why should I reject someone's help when they were willing to help me?
Tyler was startled for a moment, then he chuckled. " Wandy, you've become the person that I like best."
I raised my brows. "Then I guess the person I've become isn't a very good one.”
Tyler did not mind the meaning that was hidden in m y words. He smiled and said, "It's just a matter of signing celebrities, right? I'll help you keep a lookout.
"It's just that..." he continued to say, "Have you ever thought that even the president of Magnificent Pictures Television won't be enough to challenge Grayson?"
"I know." There were no changes on my face. "But I have Zimmer Corporations and Schumann Corporations backing me up, don’t I?"
Tyler smiled faintly. “Wandy, you’re planning to make full use of us, huh?"
I did not want to respond to what he said.
The moment my child died, I had changed from the inside out. Now, I lived to take revenge, so I did not care about so many things anymore.
After a while, I lifted my head and looked at him. “You can choose not to help me."
"If I'm not helping you, won't you start crying?" Tyler teased.
I pouted my lips. "That'd be unlikely.”
Tyler did not want me to leave that soon, so he changed to another topic. "Wandy, when you’re done with everything, let’s go back to our hometown and live together.”
"We'll talk about it later," I spoke placidly.
I did not know if I would still have the courage to continue living in this world after taking my revenge. Hence, I could not promise him anything.
Tyler fell silent for a moment. Then, he unlocked the car door. "Go. Remember to call if anything happens. I’ll be keeping an eye on you."
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