Chapter 129 The Entertainment Industry Is Becoming Unbearable
When it came to TV shows, Thalia got excited. She had been lying with her back to William, but now she rolled over, propped her head up, and looked at William lying on the bed. Through the dim light filtering through the curtains, she watched his face as he rested with his eyes closed.
Thalia's slender fingertips slipped under his pajamas, tracing circles along his abs. "Speaking of which, I'm starving lately. Can Mr. Brown fill me up tonight?"
In the dark bedroom, the atmosphere instantly became charged because of Thalia's words.
William, lying on the bed, slowly opened his eyes and gazed at Thalia for a moment. Then he reached out, his hand under the covers landing on her slender waist. The moment he grabbed it, Thalia's whole body tensed up.
Once a man who's usually restrained gets turned on, he's like a horny poodle.
The first time at the hotel was probably just a taste.
The second time was pretty standard.
This third time went from dawn to dusk.
Each session lasted incredibly long.
Thinking about how intense William could get, Thalia backed down and yanked his hand off her waist. "What are you doing? Can we not have sex?"
"Didn't you ask me to satisfy you?"
Thalia rolled her eyes. "I'm barely surviving in the entertainment industry."
"If you can't make it there, just come home and be a rich wife."
Seeing that Thalia wasn't in the mood, William couldn't even be bothered to move his hand.
He pulled his arm back and rested it behind his head.
Seeing this, Thalia got annoyed and kicked William's leg.
"That script Nora got last time was shut down. Can you invest in it?"
"What's in it for me?"
"Your wife wants it."
Only Thalia could say something so unreasonable with such confidence.
William turned to check the time - 3:15. He had to leave at 8 AM tomorrow.
Thalia was trying to wear him out.
"I'll arrange for someone to look into it."
"Really?"
"Really."
"Sleep or sex - pick one."
William gave his final ultimatum. Thalia, always flexible and knowing when to quit while ahead, put her arm down, rolled over, and lay back down wrapped in the blanket.
.........
When Emma returned to the Wood Villa, she heard someone crying softly as soon as she walked in.
Following the sound to the kitchen, she found Aria with her pregnant belly, cooking something.
"What are you doing?"
It was past midnight. Aria thought no one was around, which was why she dared to cry out loud.
Hearing Emma's voice, Aria immediately wiped her tears. "It's nothing."
Emma glanced at the grandfather clock in the living room. "Why aren't you sleeping at this hour? What are you doing?"
"Your brother had too much to drink. I'm making him some hangover soup."
"Where's the housekeeper? Making you cook this with your big belly."
Aria didn't say anything, but from her wronged expression, Emma knew what had happened - she was being bullied.
An outsider with no skills, no abilities, and no backing - these paid staff really thought they were the masters?
Emma went downstairs, stood at the servants' room door, turned the knob and pushed it open. She flipped on the light, startling the servant awake. "Ms. Wood."
"Sleeping pretty comfortably, huh? Want me to tell you what Aria is doing?"
The servant quickly threw on some clothes and followed Emma's angry figure upstairs.
"Stop, let her do it."
"We're paying you to sleep? Do you know who the master is? If you're so capable, should I let you sleep in the bedroom?"
The servant took over what Aria was doing, trembling with fear.
Emma didn't know what had gotten into her. Since Aria arrived, no one in the Wood family had stood up for her. They just watched her get bullied without saying anything.
But today.........
"Everyone better watch it."
Emma warned all the servants, then turned to go upstairs.
At the stairway landing, seeing Aria still standing there, she laughed in frustration. "You want to stay and help her?"
Aria snapped out of it and quickly left.
Aria pushed open the bedroom door to find Walter drunk and disoriented, lying on the bed unable to tell which way was up. She walked over to cover him with a blanket, but he grabbed her wrist. "You're not Thalia. Who are you?"
"I'm Aria."
Walter frowned. "Aria? Why are you so ugly and fat?"
"Get away from me. Bad luck."
Aria was pushed away, frozen in place, unable to escape from this emotion.
Walter had sex with her, got her pregnant, then after having his fun, found her disgusting. He made her live at the Wood Villa without giving her any status, watched her get bullied without protecting her.
This was Walter. This was what these wealthy heirs were like?
Aria's hands clenched tightly at her sides.
"Walter, you're forcing me to do this."
.........
"Think it through. Once you do this, there's no going back."
In the bathroom, Aria held her phone, looking through the door crack at Walter passed out asleep.
"What way back do I have left? Just give me the drug."
The Wood family was bullying her? Then they could all go down together!
The next morning, William woke up and carefully pulled out his arm that Thalia had been sleeping on, making it numb.
He shook his hand while heading to the bathroom.
Thalia drowsily rolled over, her long legs wrapping around the blanket bit by bit. Half-asleep, she saw a figure moving in the room and sat up in bed, startled.
She looked at William with alarm all over her face.
"What's wrong?" William asked in a hoarse voice.
Hearing the familiar voice, Thalia gasped, her tense body slowly falling back onto the bed, and she went back to sleep.
William: ........ Sleepwalking?
When Thalia woke up again, it was already 10 o'clock.
Her phone ringing woke her up.
She picked up her phone and saw Layla's name flashing. "You need to get back to the set."
"The director hasn't pushed, but the production team says Gregory's schedule is really tight coming up. If you don't come back, people might think you're being a diva."
"Tonight?"
She still had to take Evelyn shopping for bags during the day!
"I'll have someone pick you up at 3 PM. You'll go straight to shoot the night scenes."
"Okay."
Thalia struggled to sit up, rubbed her eyes, went to the bathroom to quickly wash her face, and headed downstairs while calling Evelyn.
As soon as the call connected...
Fallon walked over, bowed respectfully and said, "Mrs. Brown."
Evelyn: "You're on set? Why are they using formal titles?"
Thalia opened her mouth, not sure how to explain. "I'll call you back in a bit."
She hung up and looked at Fallon. "Is there a car to take me down?"
"Yes, I'll arrange it."
Fallon pressed the intercom in the house to have someone prepare the car. Thalia watched this whole operation, stunned.
She had the strange feeling of having traveled back to medieval England.
........
"You moved? Where to?"
"Mistwood Hill."
Hearing Thalia's words, Evelyn was shocked.