"Be with me, and the very best resources will all be yours."
"Thank you for your generous offer, President Fairchild, but I just want to act. I see acting as my career, a dream I want to achieve. I want to be an actress, not a star," Melody Monroe explained softly.
Her eyes shimmered with a captivating light, full of sincerity and resolve.
For a fleeting moment, Evan Fairchild's expression softened.
"President Fairchild, I would never dare to presume upon you. You're like the bright moon in the high night sky—unreachable and sacred. I beg you, please be magnanimous and let me go," Melody Monroe pleaded again, laying the flattery on thick.
Evan Fairchild secretly clenched his fists, suppressing the rage in his heart.
A few seconds later, he rose, walked to the window, took out his phone, and called Tommy. "Take Miss Monroe home."
Hearing this, the anxiety that had been weighing on Melody Monroe instantly lifted. She immediately stood up and headed for the door.
