ログインHer father had already done so much for her. Yvonne believed a person had to know when enough was enough. She truly did not want to ask her parents to do anything more for her.Her life was still long. For the rest of it, she wanted to live for herself.With that thought, Yvonne became even more determined to wait for the director here.No matter what, she had to secure a spot in the second season of the show.The program was exploding in popularity, and Yvonne believed she had played a significant role in that success. She needed to win back every one of her fans.This was the first variety show of its kind to break out nationally, and its long-term influence would only continue to grow.Because she understood this clearly, she was even more determined to fight for her place on the show.She did not want to live with regret later on. She had already missed one opportunity and refused to miss a second.Meanwhile, after much hesitation, the receptionist finally sent a message to the dir
“I won’t say more. I still have work to do inside. If anything comes up, I really think you should report it to Mr. Smith right away.”With that, her colleague picked up his lunch box and headed back to his workstation.The receptionist watched his retreating figure, envy filling her eyes.If only she could work inside the company, she wouldn’t have to worry about things like this.Standing guard at the front desk every day was manageable when nothing happened, but whenever someone troublesome showed up, she found herself wanting to resign more times than she could count.But right now, she had no choice.After thinking it over carefully, she had to admit her colleague was right.If she tried to hide it and the boss found out on his own, he would probably be even more displeased with her.With that thought, the receptionist kept a close eye on Yvonne’s every move.But Yvonne did not behave as badly as she had feared.She simply sat quietly in the reception room, busy with her own matte
Yvonne’s presence was already affecting her mood at work. The job was irritating enough as it was, and now she had to deal with someone as troublesome as Yvonne.Sometimes, the staff truly felt helpless. Why did people at the top insist on fussing over such trivial things?She was already so wealthy—did she really need to come here just to suffer?Why were people so greedy?Was it really necessary to keep chasing more money after becoming rich?She often did not understand it. Wasn’t it enough to earn just enough to live comfortably?Looking at her own modest monthly paycheck, the receptionist felt conflicted.Yet she was genuinely content with it, because she knew it covered her food, leisure, and even left her a little extra.And the job itself did not come with too many headaches.As long as those wealthy people did not come knocking and dragging her into trouble, she was perfectly happy here. There was nothing more she could ask for.Many of her friends even envied her job.That, a
This was even more pronounced among the wealthy.Because she understood herself so clearly, Yvonne never denied her own desires.On the contrary, she indulged them fully, believing that only by doing so could she push herself to gain more, to reach higher.Her desire was like an invisible pair of hands—unyielding and powerful—constantly driving her forward.With that thought, Yvonne took a deep breath and straightened her back slightly.She knew that if she was not strong enough, she did not deserve anything she currently had.All of it could vanish in an instant, like bubbles bursting into nothing.She could possess everything or abandon them all.What she never lacked was the courage to start over.What she could not bear was failing to reach the same height again.That, to her, was worse than death.Just thinking about it made her breathing grow tight.At noon, Yvonne ordered a simple takeaway and spent the entire afternoon waiting at the director’s company.While eating, the front
With no other choice, Yvonne could only keep waiting.As she took in the scene before her, it felt as though her entire worldview had been shaken.Everything she had clung to for so long suddenly seemed like a complete joke.So why insist on holding on anymore?No matter what, she had once been a major star online, someone everyone chased after.Those same people had praised her sincerely back then, yet now all of it had dissolved into nothing, like foam bursting in midair.There was a saying she had always known to be true: it was easy to go from having little to living in luxury, but painfully hard to fall from luxury back into scarcity.It was something elders liked to repeat, and something she herself had understood long ago.Precisely because she understood it, she knew she had to hold on to whatever she still had.Otherwise, everything would vanish, just like bubbles.The thought left her deeply unsettled.Her parents were no longer someone she could rely on. If she wanted anythi
Time dragged on, minute by minute. Sitting there, Yvonne felt unbearably awkward, restless like an ant on a hot pan.People kept casting looks her way. Some even pointed and whispered. She noticed it, and the discomfort only deepened.What exactly were these people trying to do?She could not understand it. After all this time, the murmurs around her had only grown louder, not quieter.She used to believe that rumors died in the face of reason, that they were not worth her attention. Now it was clear she had been wrong.These people were not looking for the truth. They were here for the spectacle.So, the discussions about her only multiplied. Everyone was curious about how she had fallen to this point, especially those who knew nothing about the real story.That curiosity made her deeply uncomfortable.Yet there was nothing she could say. Feeling the weight of those gazes, her mood sank further.As she waited, Yvonne checked the time again and again.Before she knew it, it was nearly







