Chapter 701: Chapter 701



Judie thought over her words for a moment before responding, “Well, Bobby used to be a bit wild, but he’s changed a lot now.”

Fannie looked at Judie with a complicated expression. Truly, ignorance was bliss. Bobby might have changed, but it didn’t erase the fact that he had hurt many women in the past. Would those women feel resentful seeing Judie praise him so much?

Fannie recalled asking Bobby if he was serious about Judie. Now, she knew the answer.

“All I can say is, you’re lucky you didn’t meet him at his worst.”

With that, she stood up with her tray, dumped the unfinished food, and walked away with her head held high.

The next day, Judie sat idly in Fannie’s office, with no work assigned to her yet. Fannie needed to study her previous works and future goals before deciding on the right projects for her.

The only confirmed project so far was Amy’s new reality show. Fannie had secured a spot for Judie because she believed her charming personality was a perfect fit for the show’s concept.

“If you have nothing to do, go to the salon, get your nails or face done,” Fannie suggested.

Judie pouted.

“Last time I went to the salon, someone took a picture and said I had plastic surgery. It made me so mad. Since then, Bobby had the salon staff come to my house whenever I needed them.”

Then she looked at Fannie and continued, “He’s great like that! Not many men are as considerate of women.”

Fannie was too distracted by Judie’s chatter to focus on her work. This girl’s jealousy was palpable. Was it really necessary to flaunt such trivial things to her boyfriend’s ex-fiancée?

“Well, I didn’t need to know that,” Fannie replied flatly.

Judie turned around, leaning on the back of the sofa. “Really? Doesn’t it bother you when I share these things?”

Fannie was about to lose her patience when her phone rang, giving her a convenient excuse to shift focus.

The call was from Selma.

Selma sounded panicked and in tears on the other end of the line.

Fannie asked what was wrong, while Judie quietly leaned in to eavesdrop.

“After filming yesterday, our crew had a dinner. The director got drunk and started groping me. I couldn’t hold back and cursed him,” Selma said, her voice shaky.

Fannie’s expression turned grave. It wasn’t uncommon for actresses to face harassment, but as an agent, this was her first time dealing with something like this.

“I was ready for filming at seven in the morning today, but the director refused to shoot my scenes. It’s already four in the afternoon!” Selma continued, sniffling between words. “I got so angry that I confronted the director. Now they want to terminate my contract. If the crew blacklists me, my acting career is over! Fannie, please help me!”

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