My Three Darlings by Anonymous novel Chapter 139

Chapter 139

While Eliza was reading the list, Julian’s head also moved closer. He noticed something at a glance. There was a mocking smile on his lips. “It seems that someone is still worried about Miss Lawson.” After that, he looked at Eliza meaningfully. “What do you think, Miss Lawson?” Eliza gave a dry laugh. “Then… what do you think, Mr. Benton?” She would be an actress in the future, and kissing was inevitable too. Moreover, to some degree, simply avoid kissing dramas was not professional enough. “It doesn’t matter.” Julian smiled calmly. “I want to see how this gentleman will perform as my substitute.” The lines on Beau’s face and jaw were both much sharper than his. Even if he only showed his jaw, others could tell that he was a substitute. He wanted to see how Beau would settle this matter. Eliza felt despair. If Julian refused, she still had a chance to replace Beau. But now… “Since Mr. Benton has no objection, this matter is decided happily!” Eliza could no longer hear what Mr. Diaz said.

She sat on the chair and nodded her head like a puppet.

Eliza’s mind was filled with the thought of Beau kissing her… Wasn’t Beau going to make everyone on the set see her kiss him? No, no, no, not the set! It was everyone! “When the movie is released in the future, everyone can see it!” Thinking of this, her face inexplicably began to burn. She subconsciously placed her hand on her burning cheeks. What the hell!

She knew that there were kissing scenes in this play, and she also knew that the kissing scene were with Julian. But at that time, she regarded this as her job, and she did not feel anything in her heart! Now, it was Beau who was going to kiss her. Why was she so nervous and shy? Shameless! “Well, that’s all for today. Let’s call it a day!” After a long while, Mr. Diaz’s words brought Eliza’s thoughts back to reality. Eliza stood up in daze and left with the others. “Tsk, tsk, tsk. Are you stunned?”   As soon as she walked out of the conference room, Gloria couldn’t help mocking her. “You look so terrible because you know about the kiss with the substitute, right?” Joye took her arm and said, “She is suffering now. Don’t talk nonsense.” “I’m telling the truth.” Gloria said gloatingly, “Some people still don’t know their position.” “You thought that as the lead actress, you could perform with Julian, have a kiss with him and achieve great success?” “In your dreams.” After saying this, she walked over with a smile. She gazed arrogantly at Eliza. “How about that now you have to kiss a substitute instead.” “Maybe he is a greasy uncle in his 60s or 70s.” “Eliza, good luck to you.” After saying this, Gloria proudly left. Eliza looked at her back, not knowing what to say at all. “Eliza, don’t be angry.” Joye smiled faintly. She came over and gently tucked Eliza’s hair behind her ears. “She is like this. She is straightforward and outspoken. She means no harm.” Eliza nodded. “I know.” Joye looked at her and wanted to say something, but Eliza’s cell phone rang. “I’m sorry.” Eliza smiled at Joye and turned to answer the phone. The call was from Xander. “Thank you. You’ve done it perfectly.” “The wicked have their own wicked grind.” Obviously, he already knew that Esme was in the mental hospital. “You don’t need to thank me.” Eliza sighed. “That’s all I can do.”

In fact, on the night when Roseane got into trouble, if she had been more cautious, perhaps everything would not have been like this. Now that Esme was admitted to a mental hospital, Lucija hid abroad and did not dare to come back.

This was clearly not the best ending. But she had tried her best. “We’re leaving.” Xander sighed. “The train at 3 o’clock in the afternoon. Are you going to send us off?” “We don’t have much friends in Krine.” “Matthew wants to see us off, but my father doesn’t want to see him.” Eliza looked at the time. There was still three hours until 3 o’clock in the afternoon. “I’ll see you off.” She took a deep breath and said, “Send me the address.” “Forget it.”

Xander, who was on the other end of the line, was silent for a while and then smiled. “You also have your own life to live. In fact, we are very grateful that you can help us Comtois family to this extent.” “Didn’t you ask me last time, what did Kezia steal from my sister?” “I wrote a letter to you and placed it downstairs in the hotel where we lived before. You can go to the front desk and say your name to collect it.” “You will find the answer.” After that, Xander told Eliza some other topics about Roseane and hung up the phone. After this call, there was no one left beside Eliza. Those who had planned to watch the drama had left at some point in time. She let out a sigh of relief, stretched and took a taxi to the hotel that the Comtois family had stayed before. After the front desk, Eliza announced her name and she indeed received a letter from Xander. There was actually nothing in the letter, only a few photos. One was a letter with half of it burned down. The other was a letter fully intact. The two letters were the same content. However, the handwriting in one that had been burned down looked even more delicate and well-mannered. Roseane’s name was at the signature of the letter. And the one that had an ugly handwriting and in good condition was signed by Kezia. Eliza stared blankly at the recipient of the letter. It was Matthew. Holding the photo in her hand, she had mixed feelings. Matthew had told her that he and Kezia had maintained their relationship through letters. That was to say, these letters were written by Roseane, while Kezia made a copy and burned Roseane’s letter?

This was what Xander mentioned. The most important thing to Roseane that Kezia stole? But Eliza still felt that something was wrong. Since it was Roseane who had been sending letters to Matthew and had been impersonated by Kezia, then Matthew’s letters should all be sent to Kezia. Why did Roseane know the content? D She was puzzled. Finally, she could not help but call Xander, “Because those replies from my sister were written for Kezia to copy.” Xander sighed on the other end of the line. “Do you know that Kezia is terminally ill?” “She had an incurable disease. Although my parents raised her, they really can’t afford to treat her disease.” “So she put forward a very excessive request to my sister.”