Leave The Entertainment Industry

Aysel wanted to scold the system for not informing her earlier; otherwise, she would have prepared a gift to increase her amiability. But in the end, she realized she didn't need anything to please Grandpa as the system chimed again.

[Congratulations! 5% complete.]

Wait, nobody told her it was that easy to win Grandpa's affection.

5% already?

Aysel became more confident and continued sweetly, "I am Aysel, Young Master Grant's... hm, wife."

[Congratulations! 15% complete.]

Uh? She just had to speak, and Grandpa's impression of her would increase threefold?

Damn, this couldn't be any easier.

"How are you doing, Grandpa? I'm very sorry I didn't bring you a gift as I wasn't prepared. Please pardon me, Grandpa."

[Congratulations! 16% complete.]

Wait, why was it getting slower? She expected it to be 20% at least.

"It's alright," Grandpa said, his face lacking any of the warmth she had expected from older people.

Instead, Grandpa looked cold-faced as if someone owed him money.

Lawrence Grant was quite satisfied with this girl. She was good-looking and seemed cultured as well. He nodded slowly at her. After a while, he thought of something and adjusted his glass. "I heard you're in the entertainment industry?"

Aysel's eyes widened, and she grew slightly panicked, imagining in her head what rich people often say in situations like this.

[Leave the entertainment industry.]

"Uh?" She raised her head abruptly, thinking she had imagined the words in her mind. But Grandpa calmly repeated himself.

"Leave the entertainment industry."

What the heck is wrong with people from wealthy families? It's exactly like the movies portray.

At this point, Aysel couldn't understand what the industry had done to make them hate it so much.

Feeling Grandpa's gaze on her, as if he was expecting an answer, Aysel quickly chatted with the system.

"System? What should I do? Becoming the queen of the industry is a compulsory mission! But my grandfather-in-law is objecting! Damn, what should I say?!"

[Disagree, Host! Failing a compulsory mission spells death!]

"Wahhh, won't he dislike me if I disagree with him?"

[Who knows, but Host, you can do it, you are the MOST AMAZING HOST!]

"No, not amazing. I don't know the best reply, wait, how do I even disagree?"

[....]

"System?"

[....]

"Damn you!!!"

[One point deducted for cursing at the system.]

[Ding! 109 points remaining.]

"Da—Yo—You!"

Aysel didn't think the system would be so cruel to her and actually deducted a point from her 110.

How. Dare. It.

In the end, she could only swallow her anger since she had no way of avenging herself.

On the surface, she seemed to have gone silent for ten seconds, as if in deep thought.

Aysel finally opened her mouth, speaking resolutely while firmly holding Grandpa's gaze. "I'm sorry, Grandpa... Acting is a profession I love, and I won't quit anytime soon."

[Congratulations! 20% complete.]

Uh?

Now, Aysel was thoroughly confused, but she realized that the old man was probably satisfied with her refusal.

But wait, why would he be? Shouldn't he be angry that someone like him was being disobeyed?

Finally, she figured out that the world of the rich was indeed different from that of the poor. She couldn't even understand their thought processes.

But she at least knew Grandpa wasn't taking offense.

"Hm, why do you not want to leave? Your reputation is bad anyway. Do you think I would allow you to tarnish my beloved grandson's name if it were revealed that you're his bride?"

"I definitely wouldn't embarrass the Young Master in public," Aysel suddenly replied, her voice firm, causing Grandpa's expression to soften a little.

[Ding! Congratulations! 27% complete.]

It increased by 7%!

Suddenly, Aysel realized something, her eyes narrowing. Following the previous pattern, she noticed that whenever she mentioned Nathaniel's name or said something related to him, the percentage increased by a large margin compared to when she only spoke about Grandpa.