Chapter 621


    “Stop shouting. Go home. I still have to deliver food,” Peter said as he mounted the nearby electric


    scooter.


    Still in his delivery uniform, Peter felt the weight of the wasted day pressing on him. He had no idea


    where tomorrow’s meal money woulde from. The recent turn of events had made him forget his


    days as an executive.


    Samuel rolled his eyes. “Peter, are you really content to spend your whole life delivering food? You


    were Mr. Peter Williams. You


    managed argepany.”


    “Are you suggesting I should be idle like you for the rest of my life?” Peter retorted coldly.


    Neither Kenny nor Samuel seemed to recognize the reality of their


    situation.


    Samuel was furious. “I’m not idle. I’m a celebrity. I’m just waiting for a chance to make aeback.


    “With just your name, Samuel? There’s no chance of aeback in the entertainment industry.


    You’d better off focusing on how to earn tomorrow’s meal money and cover the utilities,” Peter


    warned him coldly before leaving.


    Watching Peter ride away, Samuel fumed. He believed he would make aeback one day. He


    had been so close to bing an A–list actor, having yed many leading roles. There was no


    way he would fade away now.


    If Charles couldnd a lead role, then he surely could too.


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    “I will seed. I will definitely make aeback. When that time


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    Just as Skr finished parking her car and was about to enter the house, Joe came home. They


    entered the house together.


    After changing into her slippers, Skr answered a call from an unknown number.


    “Hello.”


    “Skr, it’s me, Amelia. I’ve missed you. I’ve been thinking a lottely and realize I made mistakes.


    Can you forgive me?”


    The unknown number belonged to Amelia. Skr barely


    recognized her voice, but her insincere tone dredged up forgotten


    memories.


    Joe nced at Skr.


    “Wrong number,” Skr said coldly before hanging up.


    “Spam call?” Joe asked.


    Skr replied honestly, “It was Christopher’s mother.”


    Joe raised an eyebrow. “Christopher still can’t let go?”


    “Whether he has or not doesn’t concern me. What do you want for dinner tonight? I’ll cook,” Skr


    offered.


    Seeing Skr’s indifference toward Christopher, Joe smiled. “Let’s cook dinner together.


    “Alright.”


    …


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    Christopher’s expression was dark. That call, which had been abruptly terminated, left him feeling


    frustrated.


    His ne had justnded, and he had barely rested. All he wanted was to hear Skr’s voice,


    except she was as indifferent as ever.


    “You’re making so much money now. If we leave Jipsburg, that money could buy us a big house,


    and you could open a store. At that point, you could have any women you want.


    “Why must you insist on being with Skr? If she were waiting for you, it’d be different. But she’s


    practically been used up. Look at how she treated me–she hung up!”


    Amelia was furious. Her superiority stemmed from believing her son was too good for anyone.