Helen was taken aback by Javier's statements. Could he have been aware of her actions? The mere thought sent chills down her spine. Yet she doubted that if Javier truly knew, he would spare her life.
Summoning her courage, Helen decides to play it cool. "What do you mean?" she asked, maintaining a facade of innocence.
"If you have nothing to say, get out," Javier retorted, snatching the photo from her grasp.
Desperation crept into Helen's voice. "Can you be my backing?" she implored. "A lot of actresses had backing, but I don't."
A curt "no" escaped Javier's lips without a moment's hesitation.
Undeterred, Helen pressed on. "Why? I am not asking for anything else; I just need you to do this for me, and besides, if not anything, at least for Yvonne. If I hadn't shown you the audio of Dennis, you would never have figured it out."
Javier examined her, suspicions etched across his face.
"You want me to be your backing?" he questioned.