Luna’s words hit the mark; if you calculate it , it’s like looking for a needle in a haystack,
Elliana couldn’t help but feel a bit anxious. She scratched her head vigorously, suddenly thought of something, and quickly looked at Andrew: "Did you browse any videos of the same type?"
Andrew nodded seriously, "Yes, I browsed a few at the time, but I found those kinds of videos quite dull."
"Shut up, who wants to hear you talk about that?"
Luna glared at Andrew with disdain, then said to Elliana, "There are many videos of victimized women like Nancy on some adult websites. I suggest..."
Before Luna could finish speaking, Elliana decisively said, "As long as we find those people, we can definitely uncover something!"
"Oh? Clever now, are we?" Luna teased, but Elliana’s thinking was indeed just like hers.
Elliana didn’t mind Luna’s tease and said seriously, "Since we’ve decided, the next step is to track down some of the girls in videos similar to Nancy’s."
"Alright then, let’s get to work. I’ll go communicate with them and learn about the situation." Luna enthusiastically took on the task.
On the way back, Lana sat beside Elliana, feeling somewhat nervous, but a frequently dazed Elliana didn’t notice anything.
The phone rang; it was Victor King calling. She hesitated for a while, but finally answered.
"Elliana, the first season of South Wind Song had an excellent social response. Several investors are adding more funds, and the second season is being prepared for filming. The director also wants the original cast. What do you think?" Victor asked cautiously and tentatively.
She had also seen the news today. Elliana’s mother’s death had made the trending searches, and she was worried Elliana might not be in the mood for filming.
Not hearing a response from the other side of the line, Victor thought for a moment and added, "Some people hope Eleanor would star in the second season, but Director Lee doesn’t think she fits."
Hearing the name Eleanor, Elliana remained silent for a long time before slowly speaking, "Sister Wang, you handle it as you see fit."
This meant she agreed.
She hated Eleanor, not because Eleanor was Shane Southwell’s soulmate in her past life, but because Eleanor had hurt her little Lotus.
Victor was overjoyed and quickly said, "Alright, I’ll arrange it then. I won’t disturb you further, Elliana."
After hanging up, Elliana finally opened the long-unused Weibo.
Everyone was leaving comments under her posts.
"Please stay strong, Elliana: Elliana, please accept my condolences. Sending hugs to our dear Elliana. Auntie has gone to a better place, please stay happy every day."
"Elliana’s precious: Safe travels, Auntie. Elliana, please accept our condolences."
For the concern of these strangers, Elliana felt as if warm water had been poured into her heart, warm and comforting.
After replying to a few people, she posted a single update on her Weibo: Thank you all for your concern.
After finishing this, she naturally saw the latest news about Eleanor and only then did she know that Eleanor was about to shift to the film market.
―――South City, Roland Brokerage Company.
Vice President’s Office.
On the bed in the lounge, Eleanor lay in Nathan’s arms, occasionally letting out delicate sobs.
"Brother Nathan, Eleanor hurts..."
Eleanor cried so pitifully that her tears soaked the man’s shoulder.
In response to such complaints, the man did not soften but felt annoyed. If it were Cari, there wouldn’t be so many issues, would there?
He merely liked Eleanor’s tight skin and her soft, boneless slump but didn’t like women crying in front of him.
Since Eleanor became popular, he spared no effort in securing resources for her because she was useful and could bring substantial benefits to the company.
So he endured it today.
"Alright, at three in the afternoon, go to Willy Hotel for your new movie," Nathan said impatiently.
"Wha... what?" Eleanor was startled and her crying paused for a moment.
―――Three in the afternoon, Willy Hotel.
Nathan personally brought Eleanor there. As soon as they entered, all eyes were on Eleanor.
The room wasn’t dim, but it was far from bright. Under the yellowish light, several middle-aged men sat on enclosed sofas, each accompanied by a woman or two.
"General Nathan, pleasure to meet you." Director Pete Zander came up with a gaze fixed on Eleanor, especially when he saw the split in her dress revealing a slender leg, his eyes froze.
Nathan deliberately pulled Eleanor to his side, his face, both indifferent and flamboyant, with a smile that didn’t reach his eyes: "Director Zander, this is the artist from my company, Eleanor Llyod. Nice to collaborate."
"Of course, of course."
Hearing the conversation between the two, Eleanor subconsciously glanced at Nathan, feeling uneasy as a look of worry crossed her delicate face.
Until she drank with the director, producer, and investors to the point of dizziness, she heard Nathan’s words: Go ahead.
Eleanor sat numbly on the messy hotel bed, surrounded by filth. She seemed to be questioning the man looking down at her from above.
"Eleanor, you’re a company artist, and if you want to be famous, you have to contribute to the company." Nathan’s words were alarmingly heartless; he never had the habit of pitying women.
Besides, this indeed saved the company a big sum of money.
After an unknown length of time, Nathan left, and the room was left with Eleanor alone.
Covered in bruises, after being tormented by four or five men, she gained the chance to star in the movie, but lost her dignity as a woman completely!
Looking at the mess around her, she covered her face and couldn’t help but wail. How could Nathan do this to her...
At this moment, she suddenly remembered Shane Southwell, and compared to Nathan, Shane had indulged her in every way imaginable.
When the second season of South Wind Song wrapped up filming, it was already close to the year’s end.
In the two days after finishing filming, Elliana sat dazedly by the balcony.
The cat nestled in her arms, its blue eyes neurotically scanning the surroundings, occasionally making birdlike calls.
"Madam, hot tea." Lana put the hot tea on the small table, but Elliana continued to stare into the distance without any reaction.
Following Elliana’s gaze, there were only a few maple trees in sight, bare branches devoid of leaves, only a few dead leaves clinging to the branches, swaying precariously.
"Madam, it’s cold outside, why not come inside?"
Lana asked tentatively. Since Miss Hannah returned to the army, she rarely saw the madam engage in activities. Previously, Miss Hannah would force Elliana to go for a run.
Hearing the sound of a car approaching, Elliana watched as it slowly drove toward the villa, finally showing some reaction.
It wasn’t Norman Bennett’s car.
Until she saw an elderly woman with a hat get out of the car, and after some words exchanged between the driver and the butler, the woman was led into the villa.
"Lana, who is it that came?" Elliana asked.
Soon, Lana returned with joy on her face, calling out to Elliana, "Madam, your grandmother is here."
Elliana was clearly surprised. She did have a grandmother, but... she hadn’t seen her since she was six years old.
The reason was that the old Madam Liu did not allow her to meet the Hue Family. For so many years, she only had contact with her uncle’s family.
Now her grandmother personally coming to visit, for what reason?
Oh! She suddenly realized something. Nobody from the Hue Family attended her mother’s funeral; she didn’t notice it at the time.
No matter the reason, since her grandmother was here, she should meet her.