Clara Grant pouted to herself. 'Sandra's the one with no real talent!'
'It's not just her. Who in the entire film crew, the entire company, or even the entire entertainment industry has what it takes to hold a grudge against you, the great President Quinn?'
"But, no matter how you look at it, the role that should have been hers is now mine."
Seth Quinn was infuriated by her stubborn, one-track mind. He turned his head away, ignoring her.
He had always considered himself an especially calm and composed person, someone not easily swayed by emotion. But after meeting her, he wasn't so sure anymore.
When it came to her, she could easily stir up all sorts of emotions in him.
Seeing him turn his head away and ignore her like a pouting child, Clara couldn't help but smile silently. The softest part of her heart stirred, and her voice unconsciously softened as she spoke,
"So, Seth Quinn, just this once, okay? Let's just say I'm paying her back for what I owe."
