CHAPTER 50: CHAPTER 50 NEVER GIVE UP EVERYTHING

Mabel Quinn originally wanted to ask if the eyes of that boy with the surname Zhang were cured, but now it seemed like a missed opportunity. Even though she encountered the boy during the summer of her tenth year, she still remembered those beautiful yet empty eyes. Clearly owning such lovely eyes, yet they couldn’t see anything.

When she returned to the office, Lilith leaned in and asked, "Grace Yowell was looking for you just now, what was it about?" After all, one is a famous celebrity, and the other is just an intern screenwriter, naturally making people curious.

"She was a childhood playmate of mine, we just caught up a bit." Mabel Quinn replied without hiding anything.

Lilith looked envious, "In this industry, as long as Grace Yowell is willing to say a few words for you, introduce you to some big directors or producers, it can save you many years of struggle."

Mabel Quinn smiled, "My relationship with her was just a summer of childhood, we haven’t kept in touch since then. Besides, what others give you is hollow, it’s better to earn it yourself."

Lilith reflected, "You’re right."

Meanwhile, sitting in the back seat of a sedan, Grace Yowell looked troubled, her manicured fingers tightly clenched. Her body was trembling continuously, a tremble of fear and unease.

How could she run into Mabel Quinn here?! And she still remembers "him", she actually still remembers "him". It’s been so many years, logically, a boy she interacted with for less than 2 months should have long been forgotten, right?!

"Grace, what’s wrong?" The agent sitting in the front row noticed her uneasy expression through the rearview mirror and asked.

Grace Yowell took a deep breath, "Nothing, I just feel a bit tired." Right now, Mabel Quinn knows nothing, and she won’t let Mabel Quinn know anything either.

Grace Yowell’s eyes flickered, and her expression gradually returned to normal. She worked hard to gain everything she has now, and absolutely won’t let anyone destroy it.

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In the supermarket, Caleb followed closely behind Kyle Kinston, watching his boss browse through the rows of food shelves in the supermarket, unsure of what exactly he intended to buy, having made the driver specifically stop on the way back to the mansion to come in and shop.

But since Elder Kinston personally came to buy it, it must be something quite important, Caleb thought to himself, then said, "Elder Kinston, what are you looking for? How about I help you find it?"

"No need." Kyle Kinston said, having already walked to one of the counters and picked up an unusual product.

However, when Caleb looked at the product, he felt a sense of disorientation.

Black Sugar Ginger Tea... As far as he knows, only some of his female compatriots would drink this type of tea.

Kyle Kinston glanced at the pack of black sugar in his hand, then looked at the shelf filled with similar products like black sugar, red sugar, and old ginger tea, and asked Caleb, "Caleb, which do you think is the most effective among these red sugar and black sugar?"

Caleb was bewildered, effective? How would he know which of these things is more effective?

"How about I ask someone else later?" Caleb considered and said, after all, he knew quite a few women, but if he really had to ask them this sort of question, he would probably feel quite embarrassed.