"Came to see you." Sharon Cheney glanced around at the remaining people in the studio and said, "Are there only three of them left?"
"Hehe..." Elaine Vaughn scoffed, "When the tree falls, the monkeys scatter. I can’t give them what they want, so naturally, they have to find another path. It’s very normal."
A girl who looked only about seventeen or eighteen quickly stepped forward, "Ms. Flynn, don’t worry, no matter what happens, we’ll face it together with you!"
"Yes, exactly." The other two nodded along, "My mom taught me since childhood to understand gratitude. If it weren’t for Ms. Flynn helping us back then, we probably wouldn’t have been able to continue pursuing our dreams. It was Ms. Flynn who gave us the opportunity, allowing us to experience how fortunate it is to have our own fans and to stand on stage."
"I don’t understand big principles, just know that one can’t be without a conscience. To be honest, if our studio had always been well, I might have considered terminating the contract and jumping ship in the future. But at such a time, I definitely won’t leave."
The three who stayed all stepped forward, looked at Elaine Vaughn, and said, "Ms. Flynn, no matter how difficult this situation is, we all believe that there’s always a way out. As long as we face it together, we can get through it."
"You guys..." Elaine Vaughn’s eyes suddenly turned red. True feelings reveal themselves in adversity, and even though these three didn’t get the best resources from the studio, they were willing to support her. Meanwhile, those she had heavily nurtured were hastily canceling contracts and jumping to other companies at such a critical time.
It’s truly a world-class irony.
Sharon Cheney patted Elaine Vaughn’s hand with a smile and said, "Those who stayed are the best. Seeing clearly through things due to this incident is also a lesson."
"Yes." Elaine Vaughn replied, "By the way, aren’t you guys supposed to be filming, isn’t it risky to rush back to Creston? Bella, don’t you have many scenes? If you come running over like this, Director Ford will probably be jumping mad."
Bella Acker then walked up, instead of sitting on the sofa, she crouched by Elaine Vaughn’s feet, held her hand, and looked up, "Ms. Cheney and I have both asked Director Ford for leave. In fact, Director Ford had his assistant drive us back. Ms. Flynn, I came with Ms. Cheney today because there’s another matter."
"What is it? Just because you came to see me today, as long as it’s within my capacity, I’ll help you."
Bella Acker smiled, "Ms. Flynn, didn’t you previously ask me to come to your studio part-time? Does that offer still stand?"
"Come to my studio?" Elaine Vaughn was taken aback, "Bella, you see the current state of Ms. Flynn’s studio..."
Bella Acker shook her head, "Ms. Flynn, I just want to ask you, if I want to come to your studio, do you still want me? Um... although I’m currently a newcomer without any fame, I’ll definitely be very popular in the future. You definitely won’t regret signing me."
"Silly girl, this isn’t about popularity or not, you..." Elaine Vaughn was somewhat moved. As people say, it’s easy to add flowers to a brocade but hard to give coal in the snow. At such a time, Bella saying this clearly comes from her heart.
"Ms. Flynn, since you said that, I’m taking it as you promising to hire me, and you can’t go back on your word." Bella Acker beamed, grinning brightly, "Ms. Cheney, now that it’s almost dinner time, you should accompany Ms. Flynn to dinner. I’ll go hang out with some friends and won’t join you guys."
After saying this, she stood up, nodded to the three beside her, and turned steadily to leave the studio, got into a taxi, "Driver, to Rexton Tower."