The Enticing CEO's Chosen Bride novel Chapter 1131

Melinda lifted her chin slightly and laughed, "Yeah, I got where I am today thanks to money, and I've never denied that! But, so what? In the entertainment industry, how many really made it through with pure talent? Who hasn't used all sorts of methods to grab roles? I don't need to rely on anyone or make any dodgy deals! Being born lucky is a skill too!"

She said it without any pretense. Even though Melinda's words might have stepped on a few toes, using various methods to get the roles they wanted had almost become the norm in today's entertainment industry and it was an open secret.

Everyone knew this, so who wouldn't be envious of Melinda. She could get anything she wanted without lifting a finger. All because she had a rich dad!

"Being born lucky is a skill?" Crysti sneered, nodding her head and looking up at Melinda.

"You're right." She said calmly, stroking the thin blanket over her legs. It looked like she didn't care, but there was a hint of self-mockery in her tone.

"You saw things more clearly than I did. I was too naïve."

"Hmph." Melinda scoffed; her arrogance and confidence almost seemed innate.

"So, do you have any skills now?" Crysti asked indifferently.

Melinda's face suddenly changed. Her father had gone bankrupt. Her pride and joy, her only bargaining chip, was gone.

Looking at her, Crysti couldn't help but laugh, "What right does a person with no skills have to be arrogant in front of me?"

"You..."

"Oh, wait," Crysti cut off Melinda and turned her gaze to Philip, "Lost the protection of your father but gained the support of a fiancé. Not bad. But are you sure Philip likes this 'skill' of yours?"

As her words fell, there were a few snickers from the crowd. In this circle, who didn't know that Philip chose Melinda solely because of her father's wealth?

He'd wanted a woman who could help his career, but now it seemed this woman had become a burden!

The mocking laughter around her was like the devil's sneer, stinging Melinda's nerves; the humiliation, and anger in her heart multiplied. She glared at Crysti, her eyes red, her face flushed with anger, her chest heaved violently, her body swayed, and her hand went to her belly.

Philip quickly held her tight, grabbing Melinda's hand on her stomach, and turned to look at Crysti in the wheelchair with a face full of displeasure.

"Crysti, you've gone too far! If you have a problem with me, come at me directly, you know Melinda is pregnant, and you still provoked her..."

Crysti's face looked like she had heard something strange, her face wrinkled up, staring at Philip who was blaming her, which was both infuriating and laughable.

But she still couldn't help but laugh, "I provoked her?"

She scratched her smooth forehead with a finger, looking a bit bewildered.

After a while, she finally lifted her head, glanced at Philip, pointed at Melinda, and laughed, "It seems...from the start, you guys were the ones who got in my way, kept harassing me, and she was the one who kept blabbering. I said a couple of words and now I'm the one who deliberately angered a pregnant woman?"

Philip closed his lips tightly, and looked down at her, his eyes filled with unfamiliarity and sadness.

"She's pregnant, emotionally unstable. Can't you just let her be..."

Crysti's face suddenly turned cold, "No matter who she is, she has no right to yell at me! If you want to stay here then let me pass, if you don't want to stay here then get lost!"