Chapter 254:
Her dream, however unbelievable it seemed, was to become an artist in her craft.
“I’ve said what I needed to. The choice is yours now.” The agent’s voice softened with concern, aware of the gravity of the decision Farrah faced.
The call ended.
Farrah sat still, lost in thought. Returning to Felipe was never an option. She wouldn’t sacrifice her child’s future, no matter what.
But her career…
With Felipe’s ban, she would be untouchable, too risky for directors to consider.
The weight of it all sank in.
A glass of water was gently placed on the coffee table in front of her.
Freya offered it with a calm smile. “Have some water, Farrah.”
“Thanks.” Farrah returned a gentle smile, unwilling to let Freya worry. She took a sip, trying to look composed.
Afterward, worried that Freya might notice something off, she began to chat, her eyes sparkling with false brightness. “How come I never knew you were so good at fighting?”
“There was never a need to show it,” Freya replied simply.
Farrah gave her a playful compliment. “You are so cool, Freya.”
“I’ve got your back about your career,” Freya said, her tone serious.
Farrah paused, confused. Her eyes questioned Freya’s words. “Huh?”
“Don’t worry about what your agent said,” Freya explained, having overheard the conversation. She’d been standing there, waiting with the water, long before Farrah had noticed her presence.
Upon hearing Freya’s words, Farrah paused, then smiled casually.
𝗙𝗼𝘂𝗻𝗱 𝗮𝘁 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝘀𝗼𝘂𝗿𝗰𝗲: g⍺𝗅𝗇𝗈ν𝖊𝗅𝘀⧼ⅽ𝗼𝗺
“She’s just joking. Felipe can’t control my career.”
Her friend had already offended Felipe because of her.
How could she let Freya worry about her career too?
“Just focus on yourself and the baby for the next few months. Don’t worry about the resources that were cut off,” Freya’s tone was reassuring, her expression unwavering. “Once you’ve had the baby and recovered, I’ll help you land even better opportunities.”
better job opportunities.”
“Freya…” Farrah’s mood lightened as she cleared her throat.
She found Freya’s optimism endearing.
The way Freya painted a picture of a brighter future was somehow more convincing than any pitch her agency had ever made.
Freya smiled. “What do you think?”
“Awesome! You could even run a company,” Farrah teased, though in her heart, she had already begun to find peace with her situation.
She believed every storm had its calm.
She refused to let Felipe’s actions control her fate.
Freya grinned. “I do own a company.”
“Come on, you’ve got to be kidding!” Farrah laughed, nudging Freya lightly on the shoulder. “Even though you’ve got a hefty 1.4 billion in the bank, that’s just savings.”
Freya was momentarily speechless.
“Don’t worry, I’m fine.” Farrah placed her hand gently on Freya’s shoulder. “Once the baby is born, I’ll work hard to support the two of you.”
As for Felipe? She wouldn’t see him ever again.
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