Chapter 2062


    Chapter 2062


    “Word on the street is you’re quite famous now?”


    Many blue-blood families often looked down their noses at the glitz and mour of showbiz,


    considering it a breeding ground for


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    scandal.


    With a dismissive wave, Giselle yed it cool. “Oh, not at all, just riding a little wave of good fortune


    and gaining some fans, that’s all!”


    She casually tucked a stray lock of hair behind her ear. “Besides, Balfour’s been such a dear,


    smoothing things over for me here and there. No one dares to give me a hard time. Mrs. Howard, you


    can rest assured when I’m not on set, I’m just enjoying my downtime, not mingling too much with the


    crowd.”


    “Enough,” Alyssa said, her smile as lofty as the sky. “No need for such an borate defense, Giselle.


    In fact, I don’t hold any bias against actors working in the limelight. Take our granddaughter-inw, Ivy,


    for example. She’s quite an aplished actress. I, for one, can’t wait to catch her next movie


    premiere!


    And you saw the little exchange between Balfour and Ivy earlier, didn’t you? Those two are quite the


    lovebirds. No room for any flighty floozies to wedge their way in.”


    The pointed remark about ‘flighty floozies’ could not be more apparent to Giselle, yet she feigned


    confusion, “I’m sorry, Mrs. Howard, I’m not quite following…”


    Alyssa continued, “You’re a sharp one, Giselle; I’m sure my point isn’t lost on you. Some things in life


    just can’t be forced. I’m telling you this in hopes that you won’t obsess over a lost cause.”


    Alyssa’s words were as clear as day, but Giselle remained willfully oblivious.


    With wide, innocent eyes-though she was anything but-her acting seemed particrly unconvincing to


    Alyssa.


    “Mrs. Howard, there might be some misunderstanding. Balfour and I are just good friends, and I also


    get along with Ivy. We truly are good friends!”


    Her earnest nodding at the end was meant to underscore her sincerity.


    Her act might have taken in anyone else but not Alyssa.


    With a knowing smile, Alyssa said, “Giselle, I wanted to give you a bit of grace, but you seem reluctant


    to ept my generosity. Your intentions towards Balfour are as in as daylight to anyone with eyes.


    I’m warning you now: don’t bite off more than you can chew. It’s not just your tongue that’ll get burned.


    And Giselle, if you insist on making yourself unwee, don’t me me for stepping in as the


    matriarch to clean house.”


    The Howard family’s garden was in full view from the grand hall’s window walls, which offered a perfect


    vantage point to see Balfour with Ivy.


    After dinner, Ivy usually liked to take a stroll in the garden to help with digestion, but since Alyssa and


    Giselle had already imed the spot, she felt too awkward to join them.


    Instead, Balfour kept herpany on the living room sofa, engaging in idle chat.


    He appeared aloof, but his hands told a different story.


    As he yed with Ivy’s hand, his voice was a low rumble, “Howe your hands are so small?”


    Unable to pull her hand away, Ivy huffed, “My hands aren’t that small for a girl, you know? It’s just that


    yours are so big…”


    Though she grumbled, she did not pull away, considering they were still ‘in character!


    Balfour’s hands wererge, dry, and warm, with long fingers and well-defined joints-the kind that


    seemed destined to y the piano.


    His single hand could engulf both of hers.


    Ivy’s gaze lowered, scrutinizing his hand with serious intent, oblivious that her flushed ears were in full


    view of Balfour.


    Finding it amusing, Balfour reached out to touch the tip of her ear, causing Ivy to jump. Suddenly, she


    felt entirely out of her element.


    Now, with her whole face blushing furiously, she stammered, “Wh-What are you doing?”