?<strong>Chapter 707:</strong>


    Fannie waited, the silence stretching around her. The unease sitting heavy in her chest only grew. It was as if she couldn’t find the loose thread to unravel her emotions. Everything felt like a chaotic messtely, and she didn’t know how to make sense of it.


    When Jett arrived, Selma was with him.


    The moment Selma stepped out of the car, she rushed over to Fannie and threw her arms around her, her voice thick with guilt and concern.


    “Fannie, I’m so sorry! I had no idea the director would pull something like that. Are you hurt?”


    “I’m fine,” Fannie said, her words directed more towards Jett, whose expression had darkened ominously.


    “Really?” Selma’s voice trembled, her relief evident as she clutched her chest. “Thank goodness Bobby showed up in time.”


    At the mention of his name, Fannie’s chest tightened.


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    Sensing a storm brewing, Fannie steadied herself, knowing an argument with Jett was imminent. “Yes. Judie was worried about me and called Bobby for help.”


    Jett’s lips pressed into a thin line, his displeasure clear, but he held his tongue. Perhaps the gravity of the situation had tempered his usual jealousy.


    Fannie was relieved to have escaped that situation.


    The ride back was quiet. Jett eventually broke the silence, his voice low but resolute.


    “I’ve already reced the director. Selma doesn’t need to work with scum like that.”


    “Thank you. Selma’s lucky to have you watching out for her.”


    Jett, the main investor in the film, had the authority to make such changes. It didn’t surprise Fannie, but what puzzled her was his uncharacteristic restraint when it came to Bobby.


    “Why aren’t you grilling me about Bobby today?”


    Jett shot her a sidelong nce. “Do you want me to get jealous?”


    “Not exactly. It’s just unusual. You’re maturing.” Fannie saw it as a step in the right direction. She needed to take steps too—like drawing a clear boundary with Bobby.


    Dayster, Amy, fresh out of the hospital, handed Fannie an invitation to her uing fashion show.


    Fannie decided to bring Judie and Selma along to meet her.


    At the show, the audience buzzed with anticipation. Both Judie and Selma sat poised in haute couture dresses. When Amy finally took the stage, the crowd rose in a standing ovation.


    Her stature in the industry was unmatched, and everyone knew this wasn’t just a fashion show—it was a scouting ground for her next big project.


    Fannie had prepared meticulously for this moment, but her excitement soured when Judie arrived with Bobby in tow.


    As Amy began her speech, Fannie turned to Bobby, irritation shing in her eyes.


    “Why are you here?”


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