Chapter 308: You Have Other Uses
"You’re off the movie. Rhona Hughes is taking your place! Since you’re so good at getting in with rich businessmen, you’re still of some use to me. The Sheffield family has run into a tricky problem recently, and you’re just what I need."
Raymond Ford immediately understood what Lana Sheffield was implying.
She wasn’t that kind of woman!
She was a star!
But she didn’t dare to fight back.
Aside from Lana Sheffield, she had no one else to rely on. Anywhere else, her situation would be even more hopeless.
...
Watching the online reactions, Keith Coleman felt a smile curl on his lips. ’For now, I can’t completely destroy Raymond Ford.’
But she would never be able to make a comeback.
He just had to wait for the series *Warm Wind* to finish its run.
’Her acting is truly superb!’ Even he couldn’t resist following the show. The audience reaction was also fantastic, and the ratings just kept climbing.
The scandal surrounding Raymond Ford only affected her personally. He’d received word that Lana Sheffield had already replaced her, and she was definitely having a hard time.
’Well, people have to pay a price for their actions.’
’She had only herself to blame for being so blind. Of all the people to provoke, she chose President Fairchild’s woman.’
He hadn’t even had to do anything yet. All the dirt coming out now was a mess of Raymond Ford’s own making.
With the Raymond Ford situation handled, his main concern was now President Fairchild.
There was also speculation online about who exactly was backing Melody Monroe.
Some guessed it was one of the Rockwell masters, others guessed it was Shawn Fisher. After all that speculation, not a single person had guessed it was President Fairchild!
’Doesn’t he even qualify to be a rumored boyfriend?’
’President Fairchild, oh, President Fairchild... to think you’d see the day you’d fall this far.’
...
Evan Fairchild had been keeping a close eye on Melody Monroe, so by the time she found out what had happened over the past few days, the storm online had already passed.
She was also just now finding out the origin of the gown she had worn that day.
’I’m the one at the center of all this, and I’m the last to know!’
She put down her phone and looked over at Evan Fairchild. He was on a video conference call. They say a man at work is at his most charming. Evan Fairchild was already so captivating on a normal day; right now, it was impossible to look away.
Melody Monroe rested her chin on her hand, studying him.
The moment Evan Fairchild noticed Melody Monroe looking at him, he grew distracted, suddenly wanting to end the meeting as quickly as possible.
After watching for a moment, Melody Monroe stood up and went to put on a kettle of water. She was going to brew some of the black tea that Evan Fairchild always enjoyed.
As soon as the water came to a boil, she lifted the kettle.
But she had filled it too full, and scalding water splashed onto the back of her hand!
"Ah!" she cried out in pain.
Evan Fairchild stopped mid-sentence, glanced in Melody Monroe’s direction, then stood and walked over to her.
Evan Fairchild’s voice cut off, and he vanished from the screen. Everyone else on the video call was left completely bewildered.
’Where did President Fairchild go?’
’How does someone just disappear in the middle of a meeting?!’
Evan Fairchild walked up to Melody Monroe and took her hand. "Let me see."
"I’m fine. You’re still in a meeting," Melody Monroe said, trying to pull her hand back, not wanting to bother him.
Evan Fairchild looked at the red patch spreading across the back of her fair hand and bent his head to blow on it gently.
"Good, it didn’t blister. Why aren’t you resting? What were you doing boiling water for?"
"I... I wanted to make you some black tea," Melody Monroe said, a bit shyly. "I figured you’ve been in that meeting for a while and could use some tea to perk you up."
A smile touched Evan Fairchild’s eyes. He gently rubbed her hand. "Does it still hurt?"
"It doesn’t hurt anymore," Melody Monroe said, quickly shaking her head. "Hurry and get back to work."