Happy Mommy Happy Daddy full novel

Chapter 29 Bitch! How Dare You Seduce My Boyfriend?

"Back then, when Celia was planning to enter the entertainment industry, you were the one who said that you would help her," Truett said with a displeased expression. "It's only been a year, and you're already going back on your word?"

"In that case, you also said that you would marry me and be with me for the rest of my life." Alora sneered.

What she wanted to say was, since Truett could go back on his word, why would she have to keep her promise?

However, to Truett, these words had a different meaning. "Alora, I've made it very clear. With my status and identity, I won't marry a woman who has given birth to a child."

"I understand your feelings for me, but I'm already with Celia. Let's be friends in the future."

Alora was stunned. After a while, she finally understood what this man meant. Did he think that the reason she brought up his previous promise was that she was still reluctant to part with him? What kind of peerless fool was this?

"Moreover, you are already married. You betrayed me first. You can't criticize me and refuse to analyze the script for Celia because of this."

Alora: "..."

She snorted coldly and threw the script at Truett. "Take your script and get lost!"

She had really been blind back then to have loved such a man!

"Alora!"

Seeing that she was about to leave, Truett gritted his teeth and rushed forward again with the script in hand. "I will pay you!"

"Help me, for the sake of money, okay?"

Money?

Alora paused. She took a deep breath, turned around, and smiled at Truett. "Speaking of money, I remember now." "Five years ago, when Mr. Uriel used the money I earned, you once said that when you had money, you would pay it back double."

"When is Mr. Uriel going to pay back the one million you owe me?"

"Okay, I can analyze the script for Celia this time, for two hundred thousand."

"If Mr. Uriel gets the 1.2 million ready, I will make this analysis for her. How about it?"

Truett's face suddenly became ugly!

He gritted his teeth and stared at Alora fiercely. "You are asking for too much!"

"Not willing?"

Alora combed her hair and smiled faintly. "Then go find someone else."

After that, she turned around and strode away. Truett stood in place and stared at her back.

In the evening, just as Alora left Film City, she was stopped by someone.

"The director wants to add a temporary set of scenes. Sherry has already left, so only you can go to replace her."

The woman frowned. Before she could speak, the man gasped and added, "There is an extra overtime fee." "Good!"

After following that person to the set, Alora regretted it.

This temporarily added scene was the scene between Sherry and Truett.

It was already a little dark. In addition to the director and two stage supervisors, there was only her, Truett, and Celia who had been drinking milk tea in the distance. "Go get changed!" The director hurriedly pushed her to the dressing room.

Alora sighed.

Although she was unwilling in her heart, since she was already here, she still had to do what she needed to do.

As soon as she took off her shirt, the door of the locker room opened. Alora almost instinctively protected her chest. "So flat-chested, and yet you are afraid of being seen?"

Celia stood at the door with her arms crossed. Her cold gaze swept over the wound on Alora's shoulder that was bandaged. "Tsk tsk, it's been so many days, and the injury hasn't healed yet?"

The injury on Alora's shoulder was the result of Celia having changed the fake prop into a real knife with a sharp edge the other day on the set next door. Frowning, Alora turned around and began to change into her costume with her back to Celia. "You have specially come to the locker room to see if my injury has healed?"

"Of course not." "Alora, you'd better shut your mouth in the future." Celia crossed her arms around her chest and said with a hint of ridicule on her lips. "What you said today has already caused a bad impact or me." Alora smiled.

"What did I say today?" she asked, pursing her lips as she buttoned up her clothes.

"The third party part?"

After that, she turned to look at Celia's flustered and exasperated face. "Aren't you though?"

"I'm just warning you not to talk nonsense. If you make things difficult for me, I won't let you have a good time either."

"You just got married to Mr. Rowan. If he knows that you were pregnant with another man's child five years ago, and that you gave birth to a stillborn..."

"Won't he think that you are dirty and that you are unlucky?" Alora's hand, which was changing into a costume, suddenly stopped.

When she married Samir, she had really thought that he was as ugly, old, and cruel as the rumors said.

Therefore, she did not think that her past would have any effect on him.

But in fact, Mr. Rowan was young, handsome, calm, and responsible. He was patient and serious about the two children, and he was also guilty and loyal to Steve and James' mother. And she... had once done something that would be despised and undignified for a scumbag like Truett.

If he knew about her past...

Alora gritted her teeth and did not dare to continue thinking about it.

Seeing that Alora did not speak, Celia smiled proudly. "Scared? If you're scared, then shut your mouth!" After saying that, she proudly left with her head held high. Alora was alone in the dark dressing room, staring blankly for a long time. It was not until the staff outside knocked on her door to let her go out to film that she came back to her senses and hurriedly ran out. What the director wanted to film was a scene where the male and female lead confronted each other. With her back to the camera, Alora looked at Truett in front of her, and what appeared in her mind was Samir's cold face.

Truett sneered, raised his hand, and grabbed Alora's left shoulder. His fingers directly pressed the wound on Alora's shoulder!

Her face tumed pale from the pain, and she lost her balance and fell forward. Truett held Alora by the waist like a hero saving a damsel in distress.

A strange smell came from the man, and Alora turned pale and instinctively began to reject his touch.

Her stomach was rolling with nausea.

She hurriedly raised her hand to push Truett away, but Truett held her tightly. No matter how she struggled, she could not struggle free! Until Celia rushed over and slapped Alora hard in the face. "Bitch! How dare you seduce my boyfriend?"

After she slapped her, Truett, who had been holding Alora tightly, suddenly released his hand. Alora was hit hard enough to stagger back a few steps, and hit her head directly on the camera behind her. The intense pain made her involuntarily bend down, hugging her head and squatting on the ground, unable to stand up for a long time. Her head was pounding, but she could vaguely hear the sounds of Celia scolding Truett and him fawning over her. She was helped up by someone and sent to the lounge backstage. Alora rested on the dressing table for a long time before she finally recovered. When she looked up again, it was dark in front of her and the outside was also dark. She turned on the flashlight on her phone and went out, only to find that the door of the lounge could not be opened.

Looking out of the window, the set was also silent and dark.

She had been locked in an empty set.