Jeffrey pressed his lips together. He would never give Garrett that chance!
Meanwhile, in the private room, Garrett Vincent pulled out a platinum necklace from around his neck, which held a small silver bracelet.
His fingertips gently rubbed the bracelet, polished smooth over the years from his constant touch.
To him, this bracelet was his entire world.
It turned out that there was a kind of longing in this world that could carve itself so deeply into one's heart, accumulating over time, sinking into the marrow of one's bones, and only growing heavier with each passing moment…
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"Cut!" The director shouted again, his face full of frustration as he turned to Danielle. "What's going on with you? I asked you to show the sorrow of losing a mother. Is that really so hard? You've been acting for years…"
Danielle nodded obediently while the director scolded her, but inside, she was boiling with anger.
