Chapter 312: Chapter 311: Misunderstanding


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    After so many years in the entertainment industry, everyone had always tried to please her and tter her. But this Olivia Sawyer not only embarrassed her but also confronted her in front of others.


    This Olivia Sawyer really didn’t want to be in the entertainment industry anymore.


    Looking into Molly Walker’s inquiring eyes, Scarlett Jackson felt suffocated with anger.


    Just then, Michael Gagher walked over.


    Seeing Michael Gagher, Olivia Sawyer’s eyes lit up, “You’re just in time, your baby’s mom was almost ruined by this woman.”


    Michael Gagher nced at Molly Walker, and asked quietly, “What happened?”


    “Scarlett Jackson gave me a key, saying that as long as I brought Miss Thompson into this room, she could help me be a top-tier celebrity. Although the temptation was great, I’m not that kind of person.” Olivia had seen all kinds of tactics in the entertainment industry, and she could tell Scarlett’s intentions right away.


    Scarlett Jackson was trying to lead Ivy Thompson to danger.


    Seeing Olivia Sawyer exposing her plot in front of Michael Gagher, Scarlett’s face turned from pale to blue.


    Olivia Sawyer was directly portraying her as a vicious person.


    Seeing Michael Gagher’s face gradually turning cold, Scarlett panicked.


    “Is that true?” Michael Gagher looked at her.


    “Of course not!” Scarlett Jackson was trembling with anger, her face flushed, “Miss Thompson, I would never do such a thing. Olivia is ndering me.”


    “ndering you?” Olivia scoffed, “I may not know your game, but I’m well aware of your tactics. Didn’t you send many of your artists to the beds of their patrons? I thought you were just like this at work, but I didn’t expect you to use the same tactics in your personal life.”


    Although Ivy Thompson was her love rival, ruining Ivy would not do her any good. It might even attract Jeremy Norman’s hatred and make it impossible for them to be friends.


    Scarlett Jackson’s temptation was strong, and most people would have been swayed by it, but Olivia had no interest in being a top-tier celebrity.


    “I know that no matter what I say now, none of you will believe me.” Scarlett took a deep breath, “Seeing is believing.”


    She walked to the door, grabbed the handle, twisted it, and pushed hard.


    The door opened, revealing everything inside the room.


    The room was exquisitely decorated, with arge tea table in the middle, and rows of delicate tea leaves lining the walls. It was a Tea Room.


    “I don’t know where you got your theories from, Olivia. This is the Jenkins family’s house, how could I possibly do such a thing here?” Scarlett’s face was full of grievance, “I was worried that Miss Thompson wouldn’t talk to me, so I asked you to bring her here. I just wanted us to drink tea and chat together. As for the other things, I never even considered them.”


    “Miss Thompson belongs to the ‘W’ organization, how dare I do such a thing to her?” Tears welled up in Scarlett’s eyes as she looked at Michael Gagher, “Mr. Jenkins, you can see for yourself that there is no one else in this room. What Olivia said ispletely false and she’s framing me.”


    Seeing the interior, Olivia’s eyes widened in disbelief.


    How could it be? How is it just a Tea Room inside


    “This ” Olivia was at a loss for words.


    Could it really be that she misunderstood?


    But if it was just for tea, Scarlett could have just said so directly. There was no need to be so secretive.


    No, something was definitely wrong.


    Molly Walker saw Olivia’s changing expressions and smiled at Scarlett, “Since it’s all just a misunderstanding, let’s just talk it out.”


    “I don’t mind, I have a broad-minded attitude, but the things you said about me behind my back, Olivia, I can sue you for defamation.” Scarlett’s voice was low, but it carried a hint of coldness.


    Olivia didn’t speak, her lips pressed tightly together.


    She had lost this battle.


    Scarlett would definitely cklist her in the future.


    Her entertainment career was over, but she had no regrets.


    As long as Ivy Thompson was fine, everything was for the best. If something had happened, she would never have peace for the rest of her life.


    “I can now rest assured since the misunderstanding has been cleared up.” Scarlett was about to close the door when a hand stopped her.


    Molly Walker’s eyes gleamed with a smile, her voice soft, “Miss Jackson, didn’t you want to invite me for tea? Then let’s go in and chat?”


    As the door was held open, Scarlett’s face stiffened for a moment, but she quickly recovered.


    “There’s no problem chatting, but I don’t have the time right now ”


    “How can you not have the time? You said you just wanted Olivia to bring me here so we could have a chat. Now that everyone is here, howe you don’t want to talk anymore?”


    Molly pushed the door open, but it wouldn’t budge. Scarlett was tense and caught between a rock and a hard ce.


    Michael Gagher’s suspicious gazended on her.


    Fear spread as Scarlett forced a smile, “Well, since it’s like this, let’s go in. Mr. Jenkins, Miss Sawyer, you don’t need toe in. I want to have a private chat with Miss Thompson.”


    A private chat meant that others shouldn’te in.


    Molly looked at Michael Gagher, only to find that there was no emotion in his eyes, a stark contrast to his earlier attitude.


    Scarlett must have said something.


    “No need for privacy. Let’s talk together.” Michael Gagher’s tone was low, the corners of his lips raised, devoid of any trace of a smile.


    Scarlett hesitated for a moment, then smiled, “Mr. Jenkins, are you sure you want to join us?”


    The question hit a nerve with Michael Gagher, and his eyes darkened.


    Scarlett led the way into the room first, with Molly hesitating for a moment before following.


    The door mmed shut with a “bang.”


    Only after scrutinizing the entire room, Scarlett sighed with relief. Turning to Molly, she smiled, “You’re carrying a baby, don’t stand all the time – sit.”


    Molly sat down in the chair, her eyes falling on the tall cab nearby.


    The cab was huge, and the door was as tall as a person.


    Seeing her staring at the cab, Scarlett’s pupils shrank, and she awkwardly asked, “Miss Thompson, which tea do you prefer? Ti Kuan Yin or Da Hong Pao?”


    Molly didn’t answer, but stood up and walked to the cab.


    Scarlett nervously stood up as well, “Miss Thompson!”


    Molly stopped and looked at her with doubt, “Da Hong Pao, please. Thank you.”


    Scarlett’s hand trembled when she picked up the tea, she quickly set it down and walked over, “Don’t stand, you ”


    “Miss Jackson, can a person hide inside this cab?”


    Scarlett’s face stiffened; she forced a smile, “How could anyone be inside here ?”


    Before she could finish her sentence, Molly opened the door.