Maja and Ian were both green in the field of love. Ian wasn’t afraid of losing the Raymond Corporation; he could whisk her away to North America, to an underground combat pit where he could disregard any rules, even create rules for her. But he wasn’t sure if Maja was as committed as such.
Ian could forsook everything here, but Maja couldn’t.
So, he dared not gamble on Maja’s true feelings.
As Maja got into the car, she wondered if his low spirit was due to Eric’s return, seizing 15% of the Raymond Corporation’s shares and threatening his position as CEO, or the favoritism shown by the Raymond family towards Eric like a knife stabbing into his heart.
Rubbing between her eyebrows, Maja wondered why Eric had to come back now, just when she was in the eye of the storm, being hectic.
She arrived at the appointed place. The woman she was meeting was snobbish, chin up in the air, clearly in no mood to engage in prolonged conversation with Maja.
The internet was currently a minefield of hate towards both Maja and Star Movie Group. This issue needed to be resolved urgently.
Maja spoke politely, taking a seat opposite the woman.
“The internet says no mother would use her own kid as a pawn, but I have full confidence in my artists. Your daughter is autistic, and you’re spoiling her reputation. Do you even feel ashamed?”
Antonia took out her phone, where it was filled with top searches about Shawn. Insults were pouring in, and Shawn’s fans were being verbally attacked.
A top-tier star, in just one day, had fallen from grace, a brutal, bloody fall.
“Ms. Pennyfeather, if you came here to discuss this, we can just call it quits.”
The woman’s eyes were filled with contempt as she pushed her coffee away.
“Also, I don’t like coffee. I guess you, an upper-class, wouldn’t understand the joys and sorrows of us common folk.”
Maja was observing the woman’s face, noticing a hint of guilt and a trace of deep-seated love when she mentioned her daughter. But mostly, it was resentment, resentment towards her autistic child who held her back.
“Antonia, how much did they pay you?”
Antonia stiffened, knowing she couldn’t hide anything from Maja, and scoffed.
“It’s not about money. It seems that lady was right. Ms. Pennyfeather always looks down on people, but this time you’ve made a mistake. No matter how much money you give me, I won’t withdraw my charges against Shawn.”
Maja seemed unaffected by her hysterical accusations. It wasn’t about the money, so they must have done something else for her.
She looked down, slowly stirring her coffee, her gaze fixed on the woman’s wrist.
There was a red string tied around the woman’s wrist, with a small gold peach blossom pendant. The string seemed quite old, probably worn for many years.
Boldly worn in such a place, it must have been a gift from her husband.
Seeing Maja fall silent, Antonia sneered, “Ms. Pennyfeather, it’s not that I want to spoil your mood, but you don’t stand a chance against them. If you know what’s good for you, you’ll cancel Shawn’s contract and cut your losses.”
Maja looked up at her and smiled.
“So, Antonia, if you’re not willing to accept my good intentions, was it their idea to meet me today? Your husband is the agent of supermodel Daisy, who took a year off at the height of her career only to return and start acting. She’s been quite successful in the entertainment circle. If it wasn’t for my continuous digging, I wouldn’t have known that the popular agent is your husband. It seems he’s kept the news about you and your daughter under wraps all these years.”
Her words hit a nerve, and the woman’s face turned ashen. Her straight back slumped a bit.
Maja gestured towards her ear, indicating for her to take off her earbud.
Antonia had been wearing an earbud, communicating with the one giving her instructions.
With her hair loosely hanging down on the shoulders, she thought Maja wouldn’t notice. But Maja had seen through her already.
Now, Maja gave her a calm, collected smile, pointing at her ear.
Slowly, Antonia removed her earbud and ended the ca