?<strong>Chapter 877:</strong>


    “An esteemed customer has taken a liking to this one, sorry.”


    Vienna turned, her surprise quickly turning into coldness as she locked eyes with ine.


    She seemed like she wanted to say something, but instead, she said nothing and walked away.


    “Wait,” ine called, hurrying after her with the wrapped clothing in hand.


    Vienna stopped and sneered.


    “What? Here to mock me? After leaving the Calderon family, you didn’t expect us to fall so low, right?”


    ine stood quietly, listening to Vienna’s sharp words, before holding up the package.


    “This is for you. I saw you liked it.”


    Vienna looked at her, stunned, searching ine’s face for any sign of mockery or superiority, but found only genuine kindness andpassion.


    A heavy silence hung in the air between them.


    After a moment, Vienna sighed, her voice softening.


    “No need. You can keep it.” She turned to leave.


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    Just then, a bright, pleasant voice interrupted the tension.


    “Ms. Hobbes, thank you for initially giving our movie the best screening times.” Vienna turned to see Madisyn.


    Madisyn smiled warmly and sincerely at her.


    “Without that, perhaps not so many people would have seen our film.”


    “Don’t overthink it. I did it for the profit.” Vienna waved her off, slightly ufortable.


    “I know, and you certainly have a keen eye for investment.” Madisyn smiled even wider.


    From their conversation, ine understood the situation more clearly.


    She looked at Vienna with gratitude.


    Since that incident, ine had never returned to her original family.


    Her rtionship with them had be strained, and she had had no contact with them over the years.


    She always thought her family harbored resentment towards her.


    But if this was the case, Vienna wouldn’t have helped Madisyn.


    With this thought in mind, ine stepped forward, grabbed Vienna’s hand, and handed the clothing to her.


    “Vienna, thank you.”


    Vienna felt the warmth in ine’s hand.


    She said, “There’s no need to thank me. As I have said, I was only doing my job. I schedule films to make money.”


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