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Moved by her persistence, I finally agreed.
To honor her devotion, on our wedding night, I specially created ninety-nine "Make-up Vouchers.".
We promised that as long as these vouchers existed, we would never part.
At that moment, my phone buzzed—a message from Vivian.
"It's not what it looks like. This outing means the world to them. I promised Liam I'd stand in as a mother figure for little Leo today. He's never known a mother's love—it's heartbreaking. I'll make it up to our daughter another time. Let's use one Make-up Voucher, okay? Please don't make a scene, honey!"
A cold smile touched my lips. Did she really think she could openly parade another family in front of me and just smooth it over with a voucher? She wouldn't get that chance again!
Had she forgotten so easily? If it weren't for her good behavior in the past few years, why would I have invested immense resources to make her the A-list star she is today?
With that thought, I pulled out my phone and called my company's agent, my voice icy. "Initiate a full blacklist of Vivian Evans. Effective immediately."
At the same time, my daughter, Chloe, overheard the ugly comments from the crowd. She ran over and pointed right Leo. "What are you all talking about? I have a mom! The actress you're all praising is mymom! He's the one who doesn't have one!"
As soon as she spoke, the crowd burst into laughter, their tones full of mockery.
