"Alright," Wilfred said, watching Nina as she left.Nina pedaled her bicycle towards the city center, not far from her home. Nash had left her the most valuable property. It was a busy time, and she stopped at a red light, waiting to cross the street.When the light turned green, she pushed her bicycle across the street. Suddenly, a young man offered, "Let me help you."Nina glanced back and saw a young man pushing her bicycle from behind, seemingly noticing that she was pregnant and might be struggling. Today, she was dressed casually, with her hair in a braid, wearing a straw hat, and a loose dress that revealed a slight baby bump. Apart from her outfit, there was little to indicate she was pregnant.She was not weak enough to need help, but not wanting to waste his goodwill, she said, "Thank you." Once she crossed the street, the young man headed in the opposite direction. She continued riding her bicycle along the non-motorized vehicle lane.For some reason, she noticed th
When Nina came out of the restroom, she saw the shop owner standing nervously by the door. Sweat was dripping from his forehead as if he had seen something terrifying.Seeing her, the owner greeted her like an important guest, "Oh, miss, you're finally out! My goodness, I can't buy this ring. Please, take it back!"He hurriedly handed the ring back to Nina."Why won't you buy it?" Nina asked, confused. "We agreed on ten thousand.""I can't, I can't!" the owner insisted, almost shoving her out the door. "I can't afford this ring. Please, go sell it somewhere else!"With that, Nina was practically pushed out of the store. She turned back to see the owner shut the door tightly, clearly closing up shop.Seeing him like this, Nina found it very strange. She had just used the restroom, and now the owner was acting like this?Nina took out her phone and saw the ten thousand the owner had transferred to her. "I haven't refunded the money yet..."There was no response from inside the st
Nina took the heavy bag from the young man’s hands. "If you won’t tell me, then don’t help. I’m not used to accepting help from strangers.""Take it easy!" the young man was worried that she might fall from exerting too much strength and tried to caution her.Nina placed the bag in the bicycle basket and prepared to leave. She rode slowly, aware that the young man was still following her. Nina glanced at him, her patience wearing thin. She got off the bicycle and raised her voice, "Why are you following me? Either stop following me or tell your boss to come out, or I’ll call the police!"Seeing her fierce demeanor, the young man hesitated. He received some instructions through his earpiece and decided to leave.Once he was gone, Nina continued her ride but could not shake the feeling of being watched. She wondered if someone had been keeping an eye on her the entire time she had been staying at home.Determined to find out, she pretended to lose control of her bicycle, wobbling
Nash turned his gaze away. "Just driving on this road!" he retorted.His stubbornness only made Nina more frustrated. They continued in this awkward stalemate, with Nina pedaling ahead and his car following behind. Seeing him trailing her like a shadow, Nina decided to head in the opposite direction from home. This made Nash frown even more. He signaled her with a honk and said in a low voice, "This isn’t the way to your house!""I never said I was going home," Nina replied. "Can't I just go for a walk?"She added mockingly, "But what a coincidence, Mr. York. You’re still on the same road as me."Nash remained silent. Nina, filled with anger, was puzzled by Nash's behavior. He was the one who asked for the divorce, yet he was the one following her now.She finally stopped, turned around, and faced him with a stern expression. "Are you done or what?"Nash looked up and asked, "What’s the matter?"Nina parked her bicycle and walked right up to him. Her voice was sharp and cutt
"Not taking more rest?" Wilfred asked, walking beside her."No, if I keep staying home, I’ll go crazy. I need to get back to normal life."Even though she could live comfortably in the villa with no worries, life would feel meaningless without something to do."Alright."Nina returned to her job. As soon as she arrived, Angel bombarded her with questions.She didn't want to answer anymore. "What you see is what you get. Just focus on work!"Angel felt as frustrated and upset as Yvonne had been. But since Nina did not want to talk about it, she stopped asking. However, the office buzzed with conversations."Have you seen the latest trends? Miranda’s popularity is through the roof!""Yeah, it’s because of the news about her marrying Nash. That came out of nowhere!""Rumors about them have been circulating for a while, but I never thought they’d come true. It's like a plot from a romance novel!""Did you see the livestream where Nash proposed to another girl? That girl didn’t lo
"Just because something is popular now doesn't mean it will be well-received once it airs. The higher the expectations, the greater the potential for disappointment," Nina said slowly. She added, "To win the audience's love, current popularity isn't enough. Plus, if everyone is after Miranda, we shouldn't join the crowd and get nothing but trouble."She looked at the remaining scripts. "Just because these aren't trending now doesn't mean they're not good. Plenty of shows become hits after they air."She then looked at Angel, "This could also significantly raise audience expectations.""You have a point," Angel nodded seriously. "But who wouldn't want a sure thing? The risk is too high. Penelope is relying on this next role to make a comeback."In the entertainment industry, one successful drama could be a make-or-break opportunity. Missing this chance could mean no more opportunities.Nina said, "That's why we need to choose carefully. This could be the dark horse we're looking
"Does that mean we're on the same page this time?" Nina asked.Penelope showed a warm look. "Maybe we were best friends in a past life, given how in sync we are now."Nina smiled without saying anything."But I'm more worried about your situation," Penelope continued. "Have you really moved on?"She was referring to the recent drama. Miranda was getting together with Nash while Nina was left out. It seemed absurd to her.Nina shrugged, responding cheerfully, "With a great career, why would I need to worry about men? Once I reach the peak of my success, there will be plenty of men around!"Penelope could not help but give her a thumbs up.They entered the female director's studio together. It was small, almost cramped. Previously, this director had made documentaries, winning several awards. This was her first time directing a TV series. The script, which took her five years to perfect, showed her passion and dedication to the industry, indicating she was not just chasing trend
They were taken aback. "Not producing it? Why not?" Nina asked. Nelly smiled and said, "I'm not some big-shot director. I've only made a few documentaries and, yes, I've won some awards, but I don’t have much income. This script took me five years to write, and even though I want to shoot it, I can’t find investors. Without funding, it’s impossible to move forward. Plus, the competition is fierce. Thousands of scripts are submitted, and mine hasn’t attracted any interest. I wanted to produce it myself, but the funding fell through. I just can’t make it happen!"Nina thought it was for some other reason. "Your script is really good!" Nina encouraged her. "Both Penelope and I think it’s well written.""Don’t give up!" Penelope joined in. "Look, we’re here to support you."Nelly appreciated their encouragement but had to face reality. "Thank you, but I need to make money first. That’s why I’ve been working on other projects lately. Even though I’m proud of this script, investors