Her Life is Not Worth Anything. ‘Where is this place? Hadn’t I fainted after Gilbert threw me on the snow? And who saved me?’ Kisa sat up in bed slowly and looked around her cautiously. At that moment, there was the sound of a door opening. Startled, she scrambled to lie down and pretend to sleep. As the door opened, someone she was familiar with walked in, but she could not see who the person was because of the poor lighting. It was only when the person switched on the light in the room that she saw it was Howard.
“It is you?” She exclaimed in surprise.
Howard looked at her with relief. “You are awake. I brought you some food. Get up and eat it while it is warm.”
Kisa got out of bed, puzzled. “Why am I here? Where is this place?”
“I was walking through a snowy field when I found you passed out on the ground, so I brought you here.” Howard looked around and continued. “This isn’t my place. I had to put you in this out-of-the-way place because of the morning news. Otherwise, those reporters would have gone ape again if they found out you were in my house.” “The morning news?” Kisa furrowed her brow involuntarily, feeling uneasy.
A flash of guilt appeared on Howard’s face. “It was my fault for not noticing the paparazzi around when I saved you.” “Let me see the news.” Her instincts told her there was something serious going on. Howard took out a newspaper and handed it to her. As if to reassure her, he said, “I think the media is just making things up. They are just trying to get attention.” The more he said this, the more panicked Kisa became. She tensed up as she opened the newspaper. After reading just one headline, her face went, and she said emotionally, “How could this happen? Who wrote this story? It is simply nonsense.” “Absolutely. Those unscrupulous media are writing pure nonsense for the sake of readership.” Howard chimed in.
Kisa tried desperately to hold her composure. “When did this come out in the news?”.
“Seven in the morning, and it is now two in the afternoon.”
“So, Gilbert should have had this news suppressed.” Given Gilbert’s ability and way of doing things, he would have had it suppressed as soon as it came out.
But Howard just shook his head. “This story is only getting more viral.”
“How?” Kisa looked at him incredulously. ‘With Gilbert’s ability, he would have been able to squash the story when it first came out. That the story is now gaining momentum means that Gilbert has never intended to suppress it in the first place, or that he has deliberately let it be. But what is his purpose in doing so? It wouldn’t do him any good, would it? It would make him and GK Pictures the subject of gossip.’ As he thought about it, her phone rang. It was Ariella calling, “Are you dead? You didn’t even pick me up from the airport when I returned. But that is okay. What pisses me is that I have been back for a day and you are nowhere to be found. You really think you are the wife of GK Pictures’s CEO because the media
wrote so? Get you *ss to the set right now.”
Ariella’s abuse came as soon as she answered the call. Kisa could only rush to the set to deal with Ariella first. When she hung up the phone, she saw many missed calls, all froin Gilbert.’ He has never been so eager to see me before. Is it because of her grandmother or the news?’
As her thoughts wandered, Howard suddenly asked, “Did Ariella call you on set again?” Kisa nodded. “I will have to go anyway, as I’m her assistant.” “Then we will go over together,” Howard said. Kisa was startled, thinking he was going to give her a lift, and declined. “No, I will just go by myself lest the press will get pictures of me and write crap again.” “Okay. You go ahead, and I will be there later. Anyway, I have been given a notice from the set that I have to be there at four o’clock.”
“The set sent you a notice?” Kisa froze for a moment. “I thought you’d already…”
Howard also looked puzzled. “I’m also wondering. Mr. Kooper has obviously stripped me of my role as the second male, but just today, he informed the director that I would continue to play the second male, and I don’t know if it has anything to do with today’s news.”
Kisa stared at him in amazement, and something suddenly came to mind. After a long silence, she smiled sarcastically. ‘What I could not even get back with my life, a benefit compromised that man. I knew it; my life isn’t worth anything in his eyes.’
Because of the terrible feeling, Kisa simply took a few bites of food and then was ready to go to the set. Just as she stepped out of the cottage, a group of reporters suddenly swarmed over.