Chapter 714: Chapter 714



“Will do, Amy. Take care of what you need to,” Fannie replied.

“Alright.”

Amy gave Jett a polite nod before striding away in her towering heels.

Once she was out of sight, Jett turned to Fannie, a hint of guilt in his voice. “Have you been with Amy this entire time?”

“Absolutely. Why wouldn’t I be?” Fannie responded smoothly, masking any discomfort.

It amused her to think about how her emotions could influence her behavior—when she wasn’t fond of someone, her enthusiasm could certainly become exaggerated.

“Let’s grab those seats over there.”

“Sure.”

Explore captivating tales on galnovels . com The fashion show had just concluded, and the venue transformed into a lively celebration.

Selma joined in too. Since Amy was a stranger to her, positioning herself next to Fannie was a strategic move to draw attention from the producers.

As a result, Fannie found herself sandwiched between Selma and Jett.

Memories of the earlier incident in the restroom weighed heavily on her mind.

Selma and Jett had been secretly involved right under her nose. One feigned deep affection when around her, while the other played the victim. Their tactics left Fannie feeling utterly betrayed.

Her stomach churned as she recalled how she had once gone to apologize to the director on Selma’s behalf, despite Bobby’s warning.

It now dawned on her that Selma had known about the director’s unsavory reputation and had intentionally set her up.

The sting of betrayal from someone she had once shielded and trusted was sharp.

Despite her usually unshakeable demeanor, Fannie struggled to maintain composure between the two of them.

Glancing at her watch, she remarked, “Where’s Judie? It’s getting late. I think I’ll go look for her.”

Jett reached out, his hand lightly restraining her. “Just give her a call. There’s no need to go yourself.”

“It’s fine. I want to see if Amy needs help with anything.”

Realizing that Fannie had legitimate concerns, Jett reluctantly let her go.

Once she departed, Selma eyed the empty space next to Jett.

Poised to shift closer, she stopped when Jett’s calm voice broke the silence. “Watch yourself. If Fifi finds out, you’re in for some serious trouble.”

“Fannie’s too wrapped up in her work to notice anything.” That was undeniably true. Burdened with the demands of a burgeoning career, Fannie’s preoccupation was understandable.

Jett, having already failed her once, knew he had no right to fault Fannie for her divided attention.

“This is the last time,” he said, his voice firm. “From now on, we go our separate ways.”

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