After saying that, he added, “Besides, it‘s a good thing that you‘ve lost the role in Benny‘s movie.”
She wondered, “Why are you saying that as well?” Helios smiled. “All the actors that were chosen to
participate in Benny‘s project are veteran actors with very strong acting skills. Hence, working with them
doesn‘t only demand a great attitude but a lot of skills too. That‘s quite a challenging spot to be in for
someone as new as you.
“The journey of any actor that starts at the peak but develops very slowly will attract the most public
opinion, and let‘s not forget that you’re the daughter of the Goldmanns. This will attract even more
unnecessary attention to Benny‘s project. Once you start this high but are found to be a little lacking in
the future, you‘ll have to take on a lot of criticism, which will create huge pressure. That‘s why Charlie
says that losing out on that role is a good thing for you. It really isn‘t a bad thing.”
Daisie had an epiphany.
‘It turns out that Mr. Johnson and godfather share the same idea.‘
She sighed. “In other words, it‘s my fault to expect too much of myself and make such a mistake.”
Helios smiled. “Successes will only taste better when they‘re set off by failures. There are still many
things that you need to learn.”
After dinner, Helios sent her back to the Goldmann mansion.
As soon as she walked into the courtyard, she received consecutive text messages from Freyja.
(I seem to have done something wrong.)
(I really didn‘t mean to do that!)
Daisie stopped and replied to the text message.
(What happened?]
After a while, she received another message from Freyja.
[Your brother was injured, that‘s because ...)
In the hospital...
Freyja sat on a bench in the corridor. After sending the message, she clenched her phone tightly.
When the doctor came out of the ward, she got up
immediately. “Is he okay?”
The doctor replied, “He‘s fine. It‘s just a slight concussion. He‘ll recover after a day or two worth of rest.”
She breathed a sigh of relief, then pushed open the door of the ward.
Colton was sitting on the bed with his arms crossed, layers and layers of gauze were wrapped around
his head, and he glared calmly at Freyja, who walked into the room.
Freyja stopped by the bed. She was the one who caused Colton‘s injury, so she suppressed her tone.
“I‘m sorry. I didn‘t mean to hurt you.”
He snorted. “You didn‘t mean to hurt me, but you did it deliberately, didn‘t you?” “That‘s because you
pissed me off in the first place.” After finding an excuse for herself, she turned her face away. “I‘ll pay for
your medical expenses.” Colton snorted softly. “If I were to be lying here, dead, you going bankrupt
wouldn‘t even be enough to compensate for that.” Freyja took a deep breath. “Then what do you want
from me?”
He ordered her instantly, “Pour me a glass of water.”
Freyja did not hesitate this time around. She turned around, poured him some water, brought the glass to
the bed, and handed it to him.
He did not take it from her. “My hand hurts. Feed me.”
She was startled. “But your hands aren‘t injured.”
Colton refuted, “Then why not try rolling down the stairs yourself? We‘ll see if your hands hurt.”
Freyja was at a loss for words. She gnashed her teeth secretly but managed to hold back her temper in
the end,
She delivered the glass to his mouth, and when it came to feeding someone water, she was quite
competent when she was feeding Deedee. However, all she did was tilt the glass slightly, and the water
in the glass almost got into his nose.
Colton pushed the glass away instantly, but the splashed water still drenched his clothes.
“Freyja Pruitt, are you doing this on purpose?”
Freyja took out a tissue and wiped it for him. “It‘s my fault. I‘m too clumsy to be serving you water.”
Her hand traveled down his waistline, and Colton grabbed her arm by the wrist abruptly.
She looked up bewilderedly. “What‘s wrong?”
Colton took a deep breath. “Where do you think you‘re wiping?”
Freyja lowered her head, took a glance at the part that she was about to move to, immediately shifted
her gaze away, pulled her hand back, and turned around.
The calmer she looked on the surface, the more turbulent it was deep down. She threw the ball of tissue
in her hand to him. “Then you should wipe it yourself.”
Colton lifted his gaze, took in the embarrassment she was experiencing, and laughed out loud all of
sudden.“ What‘s wrong? Are you shy?” She said bluntly, “What‘s there to be shy about?”
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