Defying Fate: The Unstoppable Eileen

Chapter 133

The staff was confused, what kind of trick was this?

Would anyone really track down a potentially fake bill all the way from the fourth floor to the first?

Ten minutes later.

The staff was looking blankly at Eileen in the first floor lobby.

Eileen finally found the bill, she picked it up satisfyingly, folded it, and put it in her pocket.

The staff was speechless.

“Eileen picked up the money, and was thrilled. Just as she was about to turn back to the training room, someone suddenly sprang from her right.

She froze and instinctively got into a defensive stance.

The next second, her ear was tugged.

Ophelia’s roaring voice echoed in her ear, “Try ignoring my calls again!”

When Eileen saw Ophelia, she was horrified and immediately shouted, “It hurts!”

“You deserve it! You unlucky kid!” Ophelia grit her teeth.

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Ophelia had personally come to apologize to the show’s executive producer over yesterday’s stage performance mishap.

While Ophelia was apologizing, Eileen was standing in a corner as punishment.

While speaking to Ophelia, the executive producer couldn’t help but glance at Eileen,

He was surprised to see Eileen behaving so well for the first time. It was like she was a changed person.

The executive producer actually knew Ophelia. They moved in the same circles and were bound to have crossed paths before.

Ophelia’s apology was sincere, making the executive producer, feel a bit awkward.

In fact, when they invited Eileen, Aurora, and Hubery to the show, their intentions weren’t completely pure. Now that things have blown up, they can’t entirely blame Eileen.

After saying some forgiving words and shaking hands, the executive producer personally saw Ophelia off.

After the executive producer left, Eileen tried to sneak out.

Ophelia immediately shouted, “Stop right there!”

Eileen immediately stopped and turned around, tears welling up in her eyes.

Ophelia was taken aback. Seeing Eileen crying, she was surprised, “Why are you…”

“Ophelia, you’re not going to dock my pay, are you?” Eileen was very upset.

Ophelia held her head in her hands, her voice involuntarily softened, “Luckily the show was understanding, but you really pissed off Aurora this time.””

Eileen mumbled, “She started it.”

Ophelia nodded, “Her behavior was wrong, everyone knows that, but she’s high up there, so try to avoid conflict with her in the future.”

Eileen didn’t say anything, but her eyes reddened even more. She asked again, “So are you going to dock my pay?”

Ophelia sighed, “No, I won’t.”

“Okay.” Eileen blinked and the tears in her eyes vanished instantly.

She had been crying, but it was all an act.

Ophelia was furious, she knew she shouldn’t show this little girl any kindness! NôvelDrama.Org holds © this.

Ophelia said irritably, “Forget it, you can go now, I need to leave too!”

Eileen obediently waved goodbye, “Bye, Ophelia.”

Ophelia looked at Eileen again, remembering her picking up the money earlier. She remained silent for a while, then took out her phone and transferred Eileen $200.

Eileen looked at the transaction on her phone and was stunned.

Ophelia said sternly, “Work hard, I hope you can help me buy a house in the future!”

If the artist earns more, the manager gets a higher cut. So far, Eileen had earned over $20,000 for Ophelia.

And in the entertainment industry, some very successful artists’ managers get a hefty cut too.

For instance, Egbert had been managed by Gilbert since his debut.

Over the years, as Egbert gained fame and fortune, Gilbert became a well-known rich man in the entertainment industry.

Rumor had it, Gilbert’s net worth as a manager was over 60 milli

So, Gilbert usually treated Egbert as carefully as a treasure.

Ophelia looked at Eileen again who was staring at her phone balance in surprise.

Ophelia thought to herself, if she could amass a fortune of 60 million in the future, giving Eileen $200, or even $2 million, would be a drop in the bucket!

The third stage performance was approaching, and Eileen was training the contestants rigorously every day.

Then one day, she suddenly received a call from director Lenwood.

Lenwood sounded excited, he told her that Fancy Island was about to air online.

Eileen was thrilled to hear this.

Fancy Island was the first TV show she filmed after her comeback, and she was the lead. Although it was a web drama, she had a great time filming it.

Lenwood was a responsible director, he was a student of Galen. Thanks to Lenwood’s recommendation, Eileen got the chance to audition for Galen’s movie.

Eileen asked enthusiastically, “Do I need to do anything?”

Lenwood said, “No, we’re a low-budget production and didn’t set aside funds for promotion.”

Eileen said, “I can tweet about it to help with the promotion.”

Lenwood got startled and quickly said, “No, don’t! Don’t let anyone know you’re in this show… Eileen, I checked your Twitter before calling you… you have way too many haters.”

Lenwood advised, “I just wanted to tell you that you really don’t need to do anything. We can’t afford paid posters to control the reviews. If your haters come to criticize the plot and give us bad reviews, we won’t be able to survive! What do you think?”

Eileen was disappointed and could only say softly, “Then I won’t tell anyone Fancy Island is my show……”

Lenwood was pleased, “That’s the spirit, that’s the biggest contribution you could make for our crew.””

The day “Fancy Island” premiered, eight episodes quietly dropped online.

Eileen, thinking it was her own show, bit the bullet and paid for a subscription to the streaming site!

Since the show had just premiered, there were hardly any

comments.

After watching the first three episodes from start to finish, Eileen saw only three comments.

“Here it is!”

“Here it is!”

“Here it is!”

These comments appeared at the beginning of each episode.

Eileen had reason to suspect that these were all posted by the same person, probably Lenwood.

Eileen felt sad.

So, she also left a comment at the beginning of each episode.

“So good!”

“So good!”

“So good!”

After finishing the three episodes, Eileen checked the time. It was already very late. Considering she had a dance class to teach the next day, so she had to go to bed first.

On the other side, at 3 AM.

Egbert had just finished a night shoot and was sitting in the car on the way home, resting with his eyes closed, when he overheard the director in the front seat on the phone.

“It’s already online? Alright, Lenwood, I’ll leave a comment in a bit. What’s it called again… Fancy Island? Okay, got it.”

At this point, the man in the back seat opened his eyes.

Egbert took out his phone and started searching for “Fancy Island”.

At 5:30 in the morning, Egbert’s fans, either those who hadn’t slept or those who were early risers, were surprised to see that their idol Egbert had updated his rarely-used Twitter.

The tweet contained only one photo, not of Egbert, but of a woman in a traditional long dress.

The woman in the photo looked smart and beautiful, dressed in a pale blue dress.

She had clear blue decorations on her head, and she sat by a stream. As she turned her head, the golden sunlight filtered through the leaves and shone on her immaculate cheek, like a butterfly dancing.

The breeze blew, her hair fluttered, the sun shone brightly, she was extremely lively.

She was as beautiful as a fairy who didn’t eat the food of mortals, descended from heaven….

Minutes later, the tweet had already received over 7,000 comments.

Top comment: [It’s Eileen!!!!!!]

Second top comment: [Oh my god!!! Eileen is so beautiful!]

Third top comment: [Egbert doesn’t update his Twitter, and when he does, it’s to post a photo of Eileen??]

Fourth top comment: [Long live E&E?]