Chapter 331
Lisette Cavendish had just stepped toward the elevator that led to Velton King’s private floor when Amber West rushed over, panting like she’d sprinted the whole way. “Lisette… Lisette p>
Lisette shot her a look, cool as ice. “What, your tongue got boiled or something p>
Amber had been roasted by Lisette so many times that she was basically immune now. No matter what sharp little dagger Lisette threw, Amber could stay calm and not explode.
Because honestly—this woman was terrifyingly competent.
And they were on Velton’s turf.
She’d sooner poke a sleeping tiger than provoke Lisette here.
Amber caught her breath and finally reported, “The internet is going after Mr. Hastings and King Velton p>
Lisette: p>
“Who? Who’s got a death wish? They think they can smear my husband and my dad? Do they think I’m just a pretty prop agent standing around for décor p>
Lisette’s energy instantly switched to full battle mode.
Amber, quick to read the room, handed her the tablet. “It’s a public accusation letter posted by Vernon Turner. All that talk about ‘dark forces’ and ‘corruption’—the wording is sly as hell. But after reading it, I’m 90% sure it’s Sophia Craig’s handiwork. She’s notorious at Stellar Entertainment for stirring up drama and weaponizing public opinion p>
“Like a cockroach that refuses to die p>
Lisette shoved the tablet back. “Read it p>
She stepped into the elevator as the servants on both sides bowed with lowered heads.
Amber’s mood did a 180. She practically bounced. “Lisette, you’re taking me to King Velton’s private floor? No way—oh my god—this is like a once?in?a?lifetime moment. I’m actually going to step inside his residence. I might just pass out from excitement p>
Her eyes were sparkling like she’d just discovered a new galaxy.
The building they were in—Palace Residences—was the most iconic, most expensive tower in Marbella. Over five hundred staff worked here. There were private guest wings, reception halls, lounges, a tea restaurant, a gym, a sky garden, even a helipad.
Worth tens of billions.
The upper levels were wrapped in floor?to?ceiling glass, overlooking the entire city. And what blew people’s minds even more was this:
The whole skyscraper was Velton King’s private home.
Right in the heart of Marbella.
Not commercial. Not rented out.
Just… his place to live.
Pure, unfiltered extravagance.
The place was even more over?the?top inside, every corner screaming luxury.
Crystal chandeliers, gold?plated walls, gemstones worth a fortune casually tossed around like they were dollar?store decorations.
Everywhere you looked, it was packed with rare treasures, shiny enough to blind someone.
Amber West’s eyes were practically vibrating.
“This is insane… seriously, I’d be thrilled even if they let me stay here as a maid p>
Lisette Cavendish shot her a side?eye full of disdain.
“Uncle Wade said the Palace Residences only hire staff who’re fluent in at least three languages. With your skill set, even if I pulled strings, the best I could do is assign you to wipe the outer walls p>
Amber: p>
Miss Cavendish, could you please stop… crushing… people… like this?
She was about to curl up and cry on the floor.
Lisette didn’t bother giving her any room to dream. She just cut her off with, “Enough nonsense. Read p>
Amber could only obey, reading Vernon Turner’s so?called accusation letter one word at a time.
When she finished, she added her assistant?style commentary with righteous indignation:
“This is straight?up disgusting! He’s aiming right at Daniel Hastings and Velton King—saying if anything happens to him, it’s definitely their doing p>
“Isn’t he just tossing both of them straight onto the grill p>
“He’s begging for trouble p>
After being burned by Lisette and then by Maverick Ramsey, Amber had grown far more savvy than before.
She looked perfectly outraged now—like a die?hard fan defending her idols.
Lisette let out a cold little laugh.
“Yeah, sure p>
“Dad already stepped in. I honestly didn’t want to bother with this. But since they insist on stirring the pot—fine, let’s play p>
She looked over at Amber.
“Maverick’s been managed by Sophia Craig since day one. He’s a cautious guy, and to stay favored by that old witch, he must be holding plenty of her dirt p>
“You two played at being a fling couple for ages. You should know a lot too, right p>
Amber’s mouth twitched.
“Well… he did mention a few things p>
Lisette Cavendish patted her on the shoulder and said, “Then pull yourself together. Write down everything you know and hand it to Wade so he can dig out the evidence ASAP. I want this wrapped up fast p>
As for Vernon Turner?
Yeah… please.
She dialed Zachary Bennett. “How’s that thing I asked you to handle last time p>
Zachary answered right away, sounding almost eager. “I contacted a few of the artists. They used to be too scared of Vernon Turner to speak up, but things have changed. Now that everyone knows you’re Mrs. Cavendish, they’re starting to rethink their answers p>
Lisette let out a small, cold smile. “So basically, Sophia Craig’s dramatic little ‘public accusation’ ended up doing me a favor p>
Zachary seized the chance to flatter her. “As it turns out, going against someone like you is basically begging for divine punishment. People like them can jump around all they want; it’s still just their last gasp p>
“You’re getting smoother with your words, Zach p>
“I’m just telling the truth p>
After hanging up, a housemaid walked over, bowing slightly with good timing. “Miss p>
“Is my dad home p>
“The master is in a video conference p>
“Then I’ll wait for him in his room p>
“This way, Miss p>
Lisette walked in, and before long, another maid brought her some snacks. With everything arranged, she leaned back and started flipping through channels, visibly bored.
Amber West sat at the small table by the window, the whole night view of Marbella sprawling beneath her like a glittering sea. The sight left her both overwhelmed and strangely fired up. Fueled by that surge of emotion, she bent over her notebook and began scribbling down all the shady stories she’d once overheard from Maverick Ramsey.
[Sophia Craig once forced drugs on a completely innocent young actress just to secure resources, then used dirty tricks to shove the girl into an investor’s bed p>
[To boost her own artist, Sophia Craig bribed some thugs on the black market. After a brand had already finalized their collaboration with another actress, she leaked that actress’s location, getting those thugs to stage a “car accident” on the day of the commercial shoot. The actress ended up hospitalized and unable to film, and Sophia took the chance to push her own artist into the role p>
“Sophia Craig once forced an artist who wouldn’t obey her to get hooked on… you know what p>
“And that’s not even the worst of it p>
One line after another, every dirty trick she’d ever pulled was written out in black and white.
Lisette Cavendish finished reading and her brows snapped tight, a chilly light cutting through her eyes. “Someone this vile, this disgusting, actually dares call herself a top-tier manager? That title’s wasted on her p>
Back when Amber West was still under Stellar Entertainment, hearing Maverick Ramsey mention these things never really shocked her.
In this industry, resources were limited, and everyone wanted a shot at fame. If you wanted to climb up, you had to fight tooth and nail.
If you didn’t play tricks, sooner or later you’d get played instead.
But after following Lisette for so long, watching how she treated her own artists, Amber suddenly realized—
Managers weren’t all the same. Not even close.
If she hadn’t teamed up with Maverick Ramsey back then, scheming after the Cavendish family wealth p>
If she had just been honest, genuinely befriended Lisette p>
Would she, today, be one of the artists Lisette fiercely protected?
Would she have had a chance to be sheltered, supported, and to chase her dreams without fear?
Lisette looked up—and froze for half a second when she caught Amber’s teary, starry-eyed expression.
Every hair on Lisette’s arms stood up. “Amber West, how many times do I have to say this? I only like good-looking people. You’re… not it. Even in my next life, I’m not falling for you. So don’t you dare get attached to me p>
Amber: p>
And the next second, Velton King’s voice cut in—