Chapter 36 The Bracelet Wasn’t Even Broken


    She had poured so much effort intonding the voice role for “Siren“, she wouldn’t let Lily get to voice ze <b>so </b>easily.


    She wasn’t having it.


    Today, she had to get the voice acting role for “ze“.


    “Who are you calling a wench? Yvonne, what’s wrong with you?”


    Ivan snapped. “Get lost–now. Keep spewing that garbage, and I swear I’ll have someone wash your mouth out for you.”


    “Did I say anything wrong? Lily’s just a dog, a shameless whore! Casting someone like her will only ruin ‘ze‘! Mr. Ivan, you’ll regret this!”


    The image of Lily and Ivan togetherst night felt like a thorn lodged in John’s heart.


    Now that it was clear she and Ivan were just working together, his expression softened a little.


    But the moment he heard Yvonne tear Lily apart so viciously, his gaze turned cold as ice.


    “Shut up!”


    He cut Yvonne off sharply. “I already told you–Lily is my girlfriend. Show some damn respect, or deal with the consequences!”


    Ivan nearlyughed out loud at that nonsense.


    Lily had already released a statement about their breakup, and John still dared to call her his girlfriend?


    Dream on.


    Yvonne’s face turned a shade of purple like a bruised liver.


    Her hatred for Lily deepened.


    But she was also genuinely terrified of losing her monthly living expenses–300000 dors, so she didn’t dare talk back to John.


    She threw Lily a venomous re and ran off in tears.


    Elsa’s face had also gone pale.


    She hadn’t expected John to publicly defend Lily with her standing right there.


    What made it worse was remembering how, justst night, she’d leaned in to kiss him–only for him to freeze up, then pull away. Even after she’d taken off her clothes, lowered her proud head, and offered herself to him, he still didn’t touch her. The shame had practically made her want to grind her teeth to


    dust.


    “John, you and Yvonne really are cousins–you’re both insane.”


    Lily hadn’t expected John to stand up for her like that.


    But once your heart’s been shattered, a small gesture like that doesn’t soften you; it doesn’t move you.


    Because no matter how many sweet moments he might offer her now and then, they couldn’t erase how many times he’d chosen Elsa over her, how deeply he’d hurt her.


    “I’ll say it again–we broke up a long time ago. From now on, I don’t care if you live, die, marry, or rot–we have nothing to do with each other.”


    “Lily!”


    John’s eyes darkened, dangerous and stormy.


    But Lily didn’t look back. She lifted her foot and walked straight into the recording booth.


    John instinctively moved to follow her, but Elsa grabbed his hand tightly.


    He remembered his promise fromst night–to stay with her until the end—and in the end, he didn’t chase after Lily.


    “Ivan, I’ll head out first,” said Simon.


    Simon was Ivan’s maternal cousin. After a quick word with him, Ivan followed Lily into the recording booth.


    The heavy doors shut behind them, leaving Simon staring nkly outside.


    He hated Lily from the bottom of his heart.


    And yet, every time he saw those red lips of hers, his heart would start beating all out of rhythm.


    He told himself it was just because she had no shame–because she’d stolen his first kiss. That must be why he got so worked up whenever he saw her.


    After convincing himself of that, he finally tore his eyes away from the booth doors and went with John to apany Elsa to the booth next door.


    Ivan really had a knack for boosting morale. After each take, he would shower Lily with praise.


    Compliments came pouring out of him like a rainbow–never the same, never boring–until Lily actually started to feel embarrassed.


    During a short break, Lily stepped out to use the restroom.


    Just her luck–right outside the bathroom, she ran into Elsa and Yvonne.


    Elsa knew Simon and Ivan were cousins and had a great rtionship. Earlier, she had subtly hinted to


    Simon that she wanted to voice “ze.”


    She hoped he would convince Ivan to drop Lily so she could take over the role.


    But whether he had been distracted or just didn’t care, he hadn’t given her any response.


    There was no way she could let Lily shamelessly hog such a prime opportunity–she had to find another way to knock her out of the game.


    “Lily, you need to back out of the contract with Mr. Ivan. If you don’t, I will not let my cousin marry you!”


    Yvonne red at Lily with fury, teeth clenched as she threatened her. “If you don’t want my cousin topletely hate your guts, then march back in there and resign from the voice role right now!”


    Lily thought Yvonne sounded like a stand–upedian; she couldn’t help but let out a cold, mockingugh.


    “Marrying John–is that supposed to be some great honor? Please. I’m not that desperate–I’m not about to settle for some filthy pickle.”


    “You! Who are you calling a filthy pickle?”


    Yvonne practically exploded.


    She was used to seeing Lily obsessed with John, willing to sacrifice everything for him.


    She couldn’t even wrap her head around the fact that Lily had just called him a “filthy pickle.” Her gaze slid to the bracelet on Elsa’s right wrist. She knew that piece was something special–top–tier imperial marble, and rumor had it Simon had paid 40 million dors for it.


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