Chapter 91
Moira knew that a person would only get jealous if they liked you.
So, just the thought that Virgil might like her made her a little happy
That morning, as Moira recorded the show, her smiles lit up her already stunning features, making her look even more radiant. Even Benton couldn’t help but steal a few extra glances at her.
Although he hadn’t thought much of her initially, spending time together made him realize her talent. Her creative designs for home renovations were clever, and every time the homeowner changed their demands, she would listen patiently and adjust her plans accordingly.
This made Benton view her in a new light, even developing a bit of admiration for her.
Seeing Moira carrying a chair, he rushed over to take it from her hands. “Let me do it
Moira was originally in a good mood, but when she saw Benton put on an act again, she lost her smile.
After Benton carried the chair in the room, Moira went to grab another one, but he appeared again, ignoring the nearby chair and grabbing the one she was holding instead.
Moira was irritated, but because she was bound by her contract, she could only go along with
th their publicity stunt.
A crowd of Benton’s fans surrounded them, and every time Benton stepped in to help her, they would cheer, “Ah, Benton is so considerate! He’s such a gentleman!”
Moira found their noise unbearable. Watching the fans aim their phones at them to record, she realized these videos could end up online. I
II Virgil saw them, he would surely be upset,
At this thought, Moira instinctively distanced herself from Benton and stood far away.
Knowing Benton would insist on taking over any tasks, she simply stopped moving things and left everything to him.
As the furniture was gradually moved in, the home modification project was coming to an end.
Noticing the expenses might slightly exceed the homeowner’s budget, Moira decided to call and ask if they could increase the budget to ensure a more comfortable living space.
Just as she found the homeowner’s contact in her phone and was about to dial, a sharp pain hit her head. A raw egg had been thrown at her. The smell of sulfur filled her nose as the sticky liquid dripped down her face, making it hard to open her eyes.
Linda reacted first and pulled Moira aside as another egg narrowly missed her and splattered on the ground.
“What are you doing the assistant demanded angrily, glaring at the young girls across from them.
A blonde girl sneered, “Can’t you see? We’re throwing eggs at that bitch!”
Undoubtedly, Moira was the bitch she were referring to
Moira wiped her face and hair with several tissues, but the stickiness and stench lingered.
She glanced at the young girls opposite her and asked coldly, “Which school are you from?”
The group of young girls was clearly school–aged and carrying backpacks, likely skipping class.
The girls froge but quickly composed themselves. The blonde one shouted, “What? Gonna tattle on us! Go ahead! We’re not scared of you! A shameless gold digger like you doesn’t deserve our idol! If you’re smart, you’ll quit the show. Otherwise, we Bentonites won’t let you off!”
“Bentondes” was the nickname for Benton’s fan community.
to waste her breath on these brainless fans, Moira immediately called the police. “Hello, police officer, I’d like to report an incident
(a going on here?” Benton walked out with a frown.
The girl panicked as they didnt expert Moira to call the police over an egg. But when they saw Benton, the blonde gul imusediately started wading “sentoad This woman isn’t a faithful person! Last night, she got into another man’s car behind your back. You can’t be with her
Moura rolled her eyes inwardly
