?<strong>Chapter 763:</strong>


    Of course, Selma was no stranger to this wisdom. But patience was a virtue she could no longer afford.


    Her envy was palpable. She resented Judie, who had been nurtured from the outset, blessed with youth, beauty, and abundant opportunities.


    She was jealous of Mayer, who enjoyed the unwavering support of a devoted fanbase.


    And she envied others who, despitecking her beauty or talent, had surpassed her in fame.


    Was it so wrong to yearn for a stable, long-term backer? She didn’t believe so.


    “Fannie, please. Give me one more chance! I vow to dedicate myself solely to my craft and abandon all deceit.”


    Fannie flung the folder onto the table with a thud and reclined in her chair, a sigh escaping her lips. “Hearing you say that offers me a bit offort.”


    Selma found it difficult to decipher Fannie’s emotions, hearing only the stern rebuke veiled within her words.


    Although she had intended to work diligently, the temptation of a shortcut had been too alluring to resist.


    Her hands balled into fists at her sides as she tried to reassure herself she hadn’t erred in her choices.


    “Selma, from the very first day we met, I emphasized my respect for diligent artists. Back then, you were onlynding minor roles, and despite objections, I chose to mentor you and take you under my wing. You could have spent these years refining your craft, slowly rising to be a leading figure in ourpany.”


    As Fannie spoke, Selma’s heart sank; a tremor ran through her, and tears welled up, spilling over in silent streams.


    Fannie pressed on relentlessly. “Reflect on this—have I ever withheld opportunities from you? Wasn’t it you who was first considered for Amy’s spot on that popr variety show? Are you aware that all other talents were left with whatever you turned down?”


    Atst, Selma met Fannie’s gaze, her voice trembling with sincerity. “Fannie, I realize now that I was mistaken.”


    Fannie chose not to linger on past grievances. The deed was already done, and arguing about Selma’s reasons was a waste of time.


    “I only want to know one thing. Other than Jett, have you done anything else I don’t know about?”


    Selma’s gaze flitted nervously around the room. “No, nothing else.”


    “Are you certain about that?”


    “Yes.”


    Fannie flipped open the folder with a decisive motion and angled it towards Selma.


    Insidey the damning evidence of a police investigation report. The authorities hadpiled conclusive evidence pointing to Selma as the orchestrator behind Fannie’s kidnapping. Initially, Selma had contacted Bobby and then waited two hours before reaching out to Jett.


    Her maniptions were designed to drive a wedge between Jett and Fannie, hoping Jett would renounce his feelings for Fannie, leaving him vulnerable to her advances.


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