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The Kiss that Sparked it All

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Chapter 2130

Ivy flashed a grin that appeared almost out of nowhere, “Well, if that’s the case, all the better. I’ll definitely nail this

role, and won’t give those backstabbers a chance to rejoice.”

Giselle feigned composure with a nod, “That’s the spirit. Oh… almost forgot my agent’s got something for me.

Gotta dash!”

She didn’t even wait for Ivy to respond before she bolted like a rabbit spooked by a gunshot.

Her retreat was so hasty, which was a stark contrast to her earlier confidence as she strutted around handing out

coffee to the

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crew.

“Heh…”

Ivy just snorted.

Giselle’s heart probably wasn’t as pure as her words.

It was only after Giselle was out of Ivy’s sight that she allowed herself to look around apprehensively.

No way!

How could she just pop up here totally unscathed?

Was this woman really something special, to act so nonchalantly even after someone meddled with her?

Giselle bit her nails nervously.

It wasn’t unthinkable; after all, Ivy had used her wiles to keep Balfour on a tight leash, right?

“How does Ivy, the tramp, keep coming out on top?!”

Giselle was pacing in circles, frantic. The top priority was to check with Clara what the heck had happened. She had

taken this too lightly.

How could Clara, a woman with quick temper, ever outmatch the cunning Ivy?

And she really, with boosting confidence, let that woman handle her own sister However, it didn’t really strike her

that Ivy reappeared on set as if nothing had happened.

“Clara’s such a dead weight! No wonder she can’t make it big!”

Giselle found a secluded corner and stealthily dialed Clara’s number.

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Thank heavens she had kept Clara’s number after one persistent encounter; otherwise, she wouldn’t even know

where to begin looking for the small-time actress!

“Hello? Is that you, Clara?”

Giselle asked with a false cheer in her voice, but the response was an eerily calm voice.

“Good day, this is the city police department. The owner of this phone is currently assisting us with an investigation.

May I ask how you’re related to the owner and if you’re aware of her recent activities?”.

Giselle quickly hung up the phone out of panic.

The police officer on the other end stared at the phone with a puzzled look.

Wrong number, perhaps?

Clara was in police custody!