Filed to story: Healing My Disabled Husband Novel
Matilda was overjoyed. She kissed Miles on the lips and said, “Okay, I really have to get up. Mr. Snider and the others are ready.”
Miles was helpless, but he needed to keep the priorities straight.
He patted Matilda on the head and said, “I’ll be right back. I have an important meeting today.”
Matilda nodded, a little reluctant to part with him for a moment.
She could not have imagined that one day she would become so clingy.
Matilda stayed in Miles’ arms for a while longer before she backed out.
The first campaign, for Matilda, was very new.
However, she did not have any nervous feeling, but just a kind of that she seemed to see another world of fresh feeling.
Matilda, however, had such an attitude toward others that others did not have such a good attitude toward her.
Almost after the initial pleasantries, the questions began to come in twos, hurling themselves at
Matilda.
The questions focused on Matilda, a little-known entertainer who had never produced a work of any kind, and who had never been in the circle before, and who had become the heroine of Alby’s Memoir, acting with August.
Most importantly, the role was given to her by Jaylah.
Although Jaylah had since been exposed to all kinds of scandals, making her a despised actress, there were many works in her past and many diehard fans.
What did that make Matilda in comparison?
What was more, there were many people coveting this role, with strength, background, and so on.
And Matilda, the person who took Jaylah’s place, suddenly appeared in the showbiz and, without any warning, stole the chance.
That put Matilda squarely in a position to be hated.
“Matilda, do you think you deserve this role?”
“There are so many good actresses in our country. How could you take this part?”
“Matilda, do you have any explanation for the online rumor that you took this role by unfair means?”
“…”
One sharp question after another was thrown at Matilda, very unfriendly.
Francis and August’s faces darkened, and Francis even tried to answer Matilda’s questions directly.
Matilda, however, smiled and spoke in a relaxed tone, “Are you so unhappy with me? Then nothing I say now will be accepted. I won’t say anything more. Let’s just wait and see how the show plays out. Is it suitable for me or not? It’s hard to believe me if I say it out loud, isn’t it?”
Matilda’s answer did not satisfy everyone.
Most of them, in particular, had bad thoughts about Matilda, and after they heard her say it, they thought she were speaking out of turn.
Just when the crowd wanted to continue the verbal assault on Matilda, they heard her say, “However, I have taken down everything you have said about me. I hope that when the time comes, you should be responsible for what you said today oh.”
When Matilda said this, it made people feel very bad about her.
She didn’t mind it at all, but found it rather amusing.
Although this was her first time dealing with the media in a formal way, she knew the ins and outs of it.
In this circle, this was too normal thing.
Matilda could also imagine how many people were involved in this. They had deliberately bribed the journalists to come and make things difficult for her on an occasion like today.
However, these difficulties, in fact, for her, were superficial.
If someone really wanted to defeat her and attack her in this way, it would be foolish.
She wanted to see what these people would do if they wanted to maintain a good relation with her in the future.
The first campaign, in fact, did not go too smoothly.
When Francis and August returned to the break room, they both looked terrible.
Matilda was the only one who looked like she was having a good time.
Matilda opened a bottle of sparkling water, took a sip, and said, “I’m not angry. You two, are you going to be so mad?”
“These guys, they’re out of line,” Francis said.
The corners of Matilda’s lips curved up and she smiled. “It’s realistic and understandable,” she said. “I think they’re really upset that I’m playing this role.”
Francis said, “I chose you. Why are they upset? Why aren’t they coming after me?”
Matilda said, “Mr. Snider, there’s no need to be so angry. I have confidence in your show, and I have confidence in my own acting skills. Why don’t we wait and see how they apologize to me?”
Wasn’t that how the world worked?
People who were mean and flattering were actually one and the same.
Now, because she was not famous and robbed someone else’s role, she was targeted, which was a very normal thing.
And when she became famous and worthy of the acting opportunities, these people would act as if nothing had happened. They would turn from scolding her to flattering her.
Matilda herself thought it was ironic.
Therefore, she would not care about these people to attack her now. If she can not even bear this, then her future was worrying.
However, the fact that Matilda was positive did not mean that others can be like this as well.
Miles got the news as soon as he arrived at the company.
He watched the video his secretary showed him, and got mad.
“Find out who’s behind all these media outlets,” Miles said.
The secretary did as he said at once, and soon brought back the information.
“Boss, someone did buy a slandering press release to attack Miss Duncan,” the secretary said.
He handed Miles a document and said, “Boss, it looks like Mr. Chandler had someone do it.”
Miles’s eyes fell on the secretary’s face, filled with irrepressible anger.
Where did he get the nerve to pull this crap?
The secretary asked carefully, “Boss, do you want me to tell him?”
“No, I’ll see what else he can do,” Miles said.
Since Joseph Chandler had already done so, it meant he had a plan B.
He waited to see how far he would go.
“What about Miss Duncan?” The secretary asked tentatively.
The secretary knew best how important Matilda was to Miles.
He could not imagine what would happen next.
Miles thought for a moment, then said, “Go prepare some press releases and, if necessary, issue them.”
The secretary nodded and backed out of Miles’ office.
Miles pinched the space between his eyebrows and sat down behind his desk.
He picked up his cell phone and texted Matilda.
Soon, Matilda replied.
“Don’t worry. I’m fine,” Matilda said. “These questions don’t bother me.”
Seeing Matilda’s reply made Miles even more anxious.
He tapped on the screen and sent it to Matilda. “Let me know if you need anything.”
Matilda returned Miles an emoji of stroking head.
Miles was a little helpless that she was coaxing him like a child.
Matilda finished her message and rested on the sofa.
She liked working in this industry more and more because there were so many interesting things. She also really wanted to see what she can do.
*
Hayden’s Mansion.
Casey rushed back from the outside and headed straight for Aimee’s room.
“Aimee, I hear you’re cooking.” Casey jumped up to Aimee and looked pitifully at her.
Aimee was startled and then thought of the oxtail bones she made at Solomert Villa.
She looked at Casey helplessly and said, “You’re very well-informed.”
“Aimee, you’re biased. You haven’t made me food in a long time.” Casey looked at Aimee pitifully, as if she was a little victim of bullying.
Aimee said, “Well, let me give you a chance to tell me what you want to eat. I’ll make it for you right now.”
“Really?” Casey asked.
Aimee nodded. “So, do you want to think about what you want to eat?”
