Aurora had a rough idea of what kind of person Everett was.
He had always kept his distance from women. Finally, when he found one he was interested in, he naturally wanted to keep her close.
Unfortunately for him, she wasn't the type to chase after money or fame. Her only passion was singing.
Aurora tossed the gold card in her hand, flipping it into the air. She wasn't sure if there was a spending limit, but she knew that this kind of card symbolized wealth and power.
Without hesitation, she threw it into the trash.
Money? She didn't lack it now.
Aurora sat before the mirror, staring at her reflection—her body covered in bruises, ambiguous marks lingering on her neck.
Silent tears streamed down her face once more.
Several days passed before Aurora finally turned on her phone. The moment she did, her agent called, informing her about a potential acting role.