Kyla Zamora's call connected quickly, her voice slightly altered: "Delphine, are you alright? You're at Cloud Summit? I'm right outside, it's packed with reporters. Whatever you do, don't show yourself."
Delphine nodded, speaking softly: "Sister Kyla, this scandal is difficult to resolve, and I'm also involved in a lawsuit. If things go south eventually—"
Her voice halted, and Kyla on the other side jumped up, urgently saying: "Nonsense, nonsense, nonsense, don't jinx it. Everything will be fine, I'm still waiting for you to win an award and become the youngest international actress in the industry."
Actress? Delphine's gaze turned slightly empty. She genuinely loved acting. Her life was bleak and powerless, devoid of any joy. Playing those roles was the only way she could laugh, cry, and live an unrestrained life, like drinking poison to quench thirst.
