Chapter 32
The moment Eileen got home, she whipped out a pyramid clock worth 300 bucks. She plonked it on
her bedside table
Staring at the clock in awe, she snapped a photo and fired it off to Ophelia in the wee hours of the
morning
Ophelia was in deep sleep when the sound of a Whatsapp notification jolted her awake. It was a
common trait among agents – they were hyper–sensitive to the sound of phone calls, texts, and social
media notifications. No matter how sleepy, they instantly woke up to those sounds
Just as Ophelia was thinking there might be an issue with one of her artists, she realized the flurry of
messages were all from Eileen
Ophelia snapped awake She might not freak out over anyone else’s messages, but if it was Eileen’s
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Ophelia felt a jolt of anxiety, cautiously opened up Whatsapp, and a minuteter, she was staring at
seventeen clock photos and the final message from Eileen saying. [Pretty, isn’t it? My whole room
lights up with this clock!] Ophelia was left in deep thought.
After a full three minutes of silence, Ophelia tentatively replied with a question mark, followed by. [Did
you send it to the wrong person?
The reply came quickly. [No, Ophelia, it’s for you. Do you like it?]
Ophelia nced at the time in the top right corner of her phone screen, 3:30 am
Confused, Ophelia asked. [Do you know what time it is?]
Eileen replied. [Of course, it’s half past three in the morning. But I justnded, I’m not adjusted to the
timezone, not sleepy]
Ophelia protested, [But I’m sleepy‘]
Eileen changed the subject. [Ophelia, you haven’t answered my question. Do you like it?]
Inhaling deeply. Ophelia didn’t reply, she simply blocked Eileen and went back to sleep. With no reply
from Ophelia, Eileen sent another message, [Ophelia, are you there?]
After sending it, she waited for quite a while, but there was no response.
Eileen sighed deeply, put down her phone, looked at the beautiful new clock on her bedside table, and
murmured, “Sweetie, it’s not your fault they can’t appreciate your beauty. It’s okay, as long as I get it. I
love you”
Eileen had a thing for clocks, an interest not of her own, but a legacy of her childhood Back then, her
father was still around. So were her grandparents.
Before she came to live with the Lopez family at the age of ten after Sarah remarried, she once had a
happy childhood.
“Each clock has a unique sound. Listen carefully to them, Eileen Which one do you like?” Her father
asked.
“Dad, if I like it, can I take it? Won’t you miss it?” Eileen asked.
“No, you’re my daughter. How could I ever miss it?” Her father said.
“Dad, I like that clock Eileen said.
The handsome man in her memory looked at thergest owl clock on the shelf, a smile of admiration
showing on his face, and said, “You have good taste. I like that one too, so I can’t give it to you.”
“Dad, didn’t you say you’d be willing to give it to me?” Eileen asked.
Gazing at the pyramid clock in front of her, Eileen wiped away her tears and buried those memories
deep inside her heart. She had to stop thinking about those who would make her sad and weak.
The following day, Eileen was off to the office bright and early.
As Ophelia walked into the office, she heard her assistantmenting, “I queued for twenty minutes for
this breakfast, you said you’d only have a bite! I was gone for a minute and you’ve almost finished it!”
“You queued for twenty minutes? Worth it. Eileen said.
“Stop eating!” The assistantined.
“Last bite, I promise.” Eileen said
With that familiar voice, who else could it be but Eileen!
Ophelia walked over with a stern face. Seeing the boss arriving, the assistant cried out in tears,
“Ophelia!”
Eileen, who was about to devour the assistant’s entire breakfast, stopped at the sight of Ophelia’s
angry face and greeted politely. “Ophelia.”
“Get in my office!” Ophelia said angrily.
Eileen followed Ophelia into the office. As soon as Ophelia sat down on her office chair, she pulled out
a packet of herbal soup, stuck a straw in it, and started drinking
The taste of the soup was unbearably bitter. Ophelia had been having it for four days and she was
about to lose her mind.
“it’s all expensive ingredients. Eileen sniffed the aromatic scent of the soup in the air. Without looking at
the prescription, she knew what was in it.
Ophelia nced at her, “I don’t believe you know anything about it”
Edeen didn’t bother to exin. She Пopped onto the couch, clutching a pillow, and said, “Ophelia, I’m
broke again.”
Armoyed, Ophelia yelled, “Am I an ATM? You run out of money ande to me!”
Eileen gave a pitiful response, “I’m out of money and I’m joining the crew the day after tomorrow. I’m
starving and the other actors will look down on me Ophelia was getting a headache, she took a big gulp
of the medicine, not caring about the bitter taste in her mouth anymore, and said seriously, “I’ll give
you some more money, but stop embarrassing yourself”
Eileen happily took the money and said earnestly, “Got it!” She then headed out.
Ophelia asked loudly. “Where are you going?”
Eileen replied nonchntly, “I got the money, no need to stay here anymore. Bye, Ophelia”
And just like that, she vanished.
She really did treat her like an ATM! Ophelia shook her head in resignation, “She’s going to drive me
crazy one of these days!”
After leaving Ophelia, Eileen headed to a nearby inte cafe. She stayed there all day, masked up,
and it wasn’t until the evening that she sent a file to Phyllis’s email and thenzily left
The next two days were a whirlwind in the entertainment industry. People working in media were run off
their feet, andizens were just as busy. If they weren’t keeping tabs on old news, they were digging
up new ones. It was a total madhouse.
However, all these shenanigans had nothing to do with Eileen. She had been engrossed in her script
for the past two days, totally offline.
Two dayster, Eileen officially joined the crew of Fancy Ind.
The first day was the opening ceremony, and boy, it was as basic as it got. It was downright bare–
bones!
The crew found a corner, set up a table, and pped on some cheap snacks they could find bread,
oranges, grapes and whatnot.
Eileen casually nced over and spotted her half–drunk c. She had no idea who put it there. She
just knew someone had nicked her c! She hadn’t even finished it yet!