Chapter 297: Sacrifice Anyone
Carla’s movie had become a global sensation, cementing her place as a superstar. The accolades poured in, her fan base skyrocketed, and the industry buzzed with her name. Yet, despite the glittering success, an emptiness lingered beneath her polished facade.
Renzo, her ever-observant manager, studied her as they settled into the comfort of her private car after a whirlwind mall tour and autograph signing. "What’s with the face? Isn’t this everything you’ve ever wanted? The fame, the recognition?" he asked pointedly.
"I’m happy, Renzo," Carla replied, her tone flat.
Renzo raised an eyebrow, unimpressed. "Now you suck at acting," he quipped, leaning back in his seat. Carla didn’t respond, releasing a long, weary sigh instead. Weeks had passed since her return, and the impatience gnawed at her. Everything was in place, but one key piece was still out of reach.
Her phone buzzed, and Renzo’s gaze flickered to the screen. "An unregistered number?" he noted with suspicion. Carla ignored his comment and answered the call.
"It’s me. They’ll move tomorrow," the voice on the other end stated coldly before the line went dead.
A slow, satisfied smile spread across Carla’s lips.
"Who was that?" Renzo asked, narrowing his eyes.
"Just spam. I blocked it," she replied with a casual smirk, swiftly tapping her phone as if to emphasize the point.
Renzo eyed her warily. "Tomorrow, we’re scheduled for the Atrium Mall event with the cast. If you’re not feeling up for it, we can cancel."
"Cancel?" Carla echoed, her tone suddenly upbeat. "Absolutely not. Tomorrow’s a big day, and I wouldn’t miss it for the world. In fact, I want to do something special for my fans. Get some giveaways ready... make it big."