Olga Johnston's expression was indescribably grotesque, causing Vanessa Foster to jump with fright.
"You don't mean she's acting, you mean what?" A terrifying thought crossed Vanessa's mind, and it seemed as if her heart was trembling.
Could Olga Johnston really be referring to that kind of thing?
"You've been in this circle for so long, yet you're still so naive." Olga Johnston sneered, making Vanessa's heart break, but she managed to suppress her emotions.
"I haven't been in the industry long, and the few artists I've managed haven't stayed long. Amelia Clark's perseverance is impressive." Vanessa's praise of Amelia was genuine. After all, in this industry, reaching the top without getting involved in nasty stuff requires some talent.
Vanessa had more than once seen Amelia endure a stomach purge for the sake of upholding her principles.
She didn't think Olga Johnston could understand Amelia's dedication - to dream and maintain boundaries with reckless abandon.