Chapter 1193


    He even dared to go to the Lamont family, but got scared off by their bodyguards and bolted, never


    daring to set foot there again.


    Estelle didn’t say anything; she just smirked and kept walking.


    Victor hurried to catch up with her and asked, “Estelle, why aren’t you living in the Royal Mansion


    anymore? Did the Lamont family kick you out? Did you hit them up forpensation? You can’t just let


    them dump you like that. They’re loaded; you should have sued them for millions!”


    Estelle nced at him coldly and said, “Shut your trap, or I’ll have you thrown out!”


    Victor immediately backed off, no longer mentioning the Lamont family, and asked awkwardly, “So


    where are you living now? Can I move in with you? We can watch each other’s backs.”


    “No way!” Estelle tly refused.


    Victor tried to persuade her again, but seeing Estelle’s unwavering stance, he changed his tune: “If you


    won’t let me stay with you lend me some money? I’m t broke now; I’ve been sleeping on park


    benches for a couple of days and haven’t had a bite to eat.” “I told you, we’re not connected in any


    way.” Estelle looked at him indifferently.


    you,


    could


    ‘Estelle, you can’t be so heartless. Our parents are gone; we’re the only family we have left. If you don’t


    help me, who will?” Victor looked at Estelle with a cheeky grin, seeming determined to mooch her off.


    Estelle looked at him and said cryptically, “I’ll find someone to help you.”


    “Who?” Victor immediately asked.


    Estelle didn’t answer; she walked into her office. Victor followed her in, looking around curiously.


    “Estelle, you’re so badass, you even have your own office.” Victor looked at Estelle greedily and said,


    “You must’ve made a ton of money in the crew, right?”


    Blythe came in and saw Victor lounging in the chair. She frowned and asked, “Which department are


    you from? Why are you sitting here?”


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    Victor looked at Blythe with a sneer and said, “You’re my sister’s assistant, right?”


    Blythe was taken aback. “Your sister?”


    Victor proudly said, “Yeah, Estelle is my sister!”


    Blythe looked at Estelle in confusion, to which Estelle responded, “What’s up?”


    It was then that Blythe remembered why she came to see Estelle. She said angrily, “Carme just


    came to me and asked for all of Yvonne’s costume sheets. She imed she had talked to Mr. Tucker


    about helping us out. I think she’s just trying to suck up to Yvonne and elbow us out of the crew!”


    Even though Yvonne’s fame had dwindled in recent years, she remained a big star. Her fashion


    resources even outstripped Yulia’s.


    Having failed to gain any advantage from Yulia, Carme had now turned to Yvonne.


    Yvonne often attended charity gs and red-carpet events and still had a significant influence. If she


    could win Yvonne’s favor, Carme’s career would definitely be smooth sailing.


    Estelle knew this well and told Blythe, “Go get Carme toe here and tell me in person.”


    “Alright!” Blythe turned and left.


    As soon as Blythe left, Victor sat up straight with a serious look on his face and said, “Estelle, is


    someone out to get you? Tell me, I’ll take care of her for you!”


    “Don’t worry, it will be sorted out soon.” Estelle spoke calmly.


    Estelle was busy tidying up her documents, paying no attention to him.


    Victor got up and started wandering around the room, touching this and that, showing no intention of


    leaving to go to work.


    After a while, Estelle heard footsteps outside. Her eyes narrowed, and she looked at Victor and said,


    “Stay there by the bookshelf and don’t move. I have a show for you to watch!”