I Withdrawn My Investment and Now He Really Regrets His ActionsChapter 1
I was the industry’s top agent and Daniel Brottier was the top actor. Everyone knew we were enemies.
I criticized him for having only looks and no acting skills. He then mocked me for chasing fame, saying I didn’t deserve the “top agent” title.
But they didn’t know we’d secretly hugged in dressing rooms, held hands in private and hidden our relationship for eight years.
On the day of the awards ceremony, he stood on stage, impeccably dressed in a suit. Meanwhile, I waited expectantly for him to announce our relationship.
But the moment our eyes met, he suddenly smiled and turned his gaze to the other woman beside me.
“My achievements today wouldn’t be possible without my beloved Emily by my side. In the future, I want to continue to protect her as her husband.”
The spotlight instantly shone on Emily Rodat. The diamond ring on her finger was precisely the same style as the one I found in Daniel’s drawer.
Staring at the scene of him kissing Emily, I pulled out my phone and made a call.
“Cancel all the resources allocated to Daniel right now!”
I fixed my gaze on Daniel’s back as he knelt on one knee.
A month ago, I found the diamond ring in his drawer.
I’d thought it was a surprise, but it turned out to be a “surprise” indeed!
“Felicia, are you sure? It is a live broadcast! You have to get back here!”
Ignoring the director’s shouts, I walked straight to Daniel and coldly held out my hand. “Give me back the diamond ring.”
Daniel lifted his eyes and indifferently said, “You are not worthy of this ring.”
His words mean that I wasn’t worthy of any claim. I clenched my fist so hard that my palm bled.
Eight years of a secret relationship, I thought we were passionately in love, hiding it from the world. But the truth was, I was in love, while Daniel was hiding it.
“Felicia, some things aren’t meant for you, so you can’t take them by force.”
Emily smiled sweetly. She knew precisely how to provoke me.
I flicked my hair with a smile and murmured, “Don’t be so sure of yourself. Didn’t you just snatch someone else’s husband?”
“You!”
Emily’s expression instantly changed. She was the real third wheel—hurt, so she lashed out.
“Felicia Seville,” Daniel called my name indifferently.