Her Hidden Crowns (Suzanne and Austin)

Chapter 315 Marsha waved her hand at Suzanne to dismiss her argument. With a confident look in her eyes, she said, "These are small matters. Do you think that there'd be actors who can't be taught once I take them under my wing?" As long as she had the right candidate, everything else wouldn't be a problem.

Acting skills could be polished with time, but without the actor, everything else would be in vain.

Marsha had the capability and the confidence that she would be able to mold a person into a decent actor.

Right now, her eyes were fixed on Cheryl. After such a long search for someone to take on the role of the second female lead, Marsha only had one thing in mind -she wanted Cheryl! Suzanne smiled as she looked at Cheryl, who was looking at a loss before her. She said to Marsha in a low voice, "She's a naive person. Perhaps she could act like herself. As long as you're willing to teach her, she might be able to pick things up pretty easily." Her biggest worry was Cheryl not having anyone guiding her if she entered the entertainment industry.

After hearing what Marsha said, Suzanne figured that having Cheryl learn from Marsha might be a good thing. During their high school days, Suzanne learned of Cheryl's fervent interest in the entertainment industry. She used to dream of attending acting school and would even often practice her acting skills.

However, she did not cfrom a family that was rich or had a strong background. Due to this, she felt that it would be challenging for her to becsuccessful in the industry. As such, she pursued a different career to earn quick money instead.

Marsha's eyes lit up instantly. She turned toward Suzanne and probed delightedly, "How do you and her know one another?" "We were high schoolmates." Marsha was immediately psyched. She could get things done easily since Cheryl was someone Suzanne knew. She had been worried about Cheryl not agreeing to her proposition, but after what Suzanne had just said, Marsha was certain that this was going to work out. Filled with excitement, she looked at Suzanne and said, "That's great. Have a chat with her later and see what she thinks. I've been pulling my hair out lately just looking for someone for this role!" If this went on, she would probably go bald.

At the very least, she had shope now.

After scareful consideration, Suzanne thought that there didn't seem to be anyone in the entertainment industry who fit that role. After all, there were high expectations on the looks of this character's role. Those who'd had cosmetic surgery done on their face were out of the question.

Moreover, Cheryl was really short of money. If she was able to get a good grasp of this role, she would definitely be able to flourish and overcthis problem of hers entirely.

At the stime, Marsha wouldn't treat her unfairly if she worked for her.

The bar was a rowdy place in the first place, and Suzanne and Marsha had been leaning into one another and talking in low voices. Thus, Cheryl had absolutely no idea what they were discussing.

However, sorrow rose in her heart when she saw how light-hearted and happy they were when they talked with one another. This was how she and Suzanne used to interact.

Nevertheless, now...

She felt like a massive but invisible wall stood between her and Suzanne. They had becdistant.

Cheryl lowered her head to hide the conflicted emotions in her eyes. She was the one who caused all this. She had to bear with it all. Though... it made her feel extremely terrible.

With her head towered, she stood by the side in a courteous posture. She was standing at the entrance to the booth, afraid to continue watching them Right after she finished that thought, someone gave her buttock a hard squeeze.

She let out a frightened shriek, and everyone's eyes darted toward Cheryl.

Marsha's and Suzanne's faces dropped, and they stopped conversing immediately. They noticed that a plump man had appeared out of the blue and was standing behind Cheryl.

He leaned in closer toward Cheryl, his breath smelling like alcohol. He urged sleazily, "Youngdady,cand spend stwith me. Nyour price, and I'll give it all to you." His perverted gaze hovered all over Cheryl as if he were stripping her naked with his gaze.

All the color drained from Cheryl's face in fright. What was more, this was happening right before ght before om Suzanne... The humiliation and awkwardness caused her eyes to well up with tears. Suppressing the misery within her, she refused and said, "I'm sorry. I'm just a bar hostess." She wasn't an escort.

Cheryl avoided the chubby man, Simon Lewis, and tried to resolve this situation. Nonetheless, Simon wasn't going to be dismissed so easily when he was already turned on. Not only did he refuse todeave, but he pressed himself closer to Cheryl. He said to Cheryl even more explicitly, "If you sell yourself to me, you'll be able to earn even more than when you're just selling drinks. I've got heaps of money." Cheryl burst into tears in anger. Holding back her rage, she said in a frigid tone, "Please mind your words, sir." The repeated rejection infuriated Simon. He raised his hand and slapped Cheryl across the face with a loud smack.