I Want a Divorce Every Day, But the Superstar Says No-Chapter 64: Get Out of the Entertainment Industry
Durrell Landon arrived at the underground parking lot, where the dim lighting cast an eerie and silent shadow over everything around.
Quiana Sutton leaned against a stone pillar, lighting a cigarette, smoking leisurely. At the moment the flame extinguished, her face was as dreamy and ethereal as depicted.
He had to admit, among all the people he knew, only Quiana Sutton gave him that particular feeling when she smoked.
Fallen into temptation, indulging in momentary pleasure, just for this fleeting joy.
He walked towards Quiana Sutton.
"Why aren’t you sitting in the car?"
Seeing Durrell Landon approaching, Quiana Sutton found a nearby trash can, extinguished the cigarette butt, and asked lightly, "Are you done with your conversation?"
Durrell Landon looked at her and replied with a "Hmm," the sound so subtle that it seemed to melt into the night, chilling to the core.
Without a word from Durrell Landon, she could still keenly sense that, at this moment, he was extremely, extremely angry.
It wasn’t hard to guess that nothing pleasant would come from Nathan Firth’s mouth.
She glanced at him, "Durrell..."
He dragged the tone slightly, waiting for her to speak, "Hmm?"
She hesitated a bit, pondering whether to say the next words.
She was a hundred percent sure that Nathan Firth had a purpose for coming to Capital City, but what exactly was unknown, and she realized Durrell Landon’s presence affected her judgment, making her subconsciously make wrong decisions.
She thought it’d be better not to meet recently.
"Durrell, I don’t want to return to Imperial View Manor for a while. I want to live alone at Gentle Breeze Cottage."
Sure enough, as soon as she finished speaking, Durrell Landon’s face was clouded over, and even in the dim underground parking lot, she could feel the strong, bloodthirsty destructiveness.
"Why? Because of Nathan Firth?"
She nodded slightly.
His gaze lingered on her face, constantly exuding dangerous signals.
"Before, no matter how much you defended Alexander Skylane, you never thought about moving out of Imperial View Manor. Now that Nathan Firth is in Capital City, you want to move out?"
Quiana Sutton: "..."
Had he misunderstood something?
She thought about how to explain.
Unexpectedly, her silence seemed like acquiescence to Durrell Landon.
Durrell Landon’s eyes darkened, clenching his hands tightly behind his back, the fury almost consuming all his rationality.
"Enough, I don’t want to hear about your feelings for Nathan Firth. Since you want to live at Gentle Breeze Cottage, then stay at Gentle Breeze Cottage, but as long as we’re not divorced, you’re still my wife. I hope you won’t do anything you shouldn’t."
He kept chewing over this sentence in his heart, feeling like a slow execution—
Marrying him just for revenge, just to make him angry, just to escape his control, just to entertain herself. 𝙛𝒓𝓮𝙚𝔀𝒆𝒃𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝓵.𝙘𝒐𝒎
He could clearly sense that that man held a special place in Quiana Sutton’s heart.
That man’s influence on her far exceeded expectations.
When he came back to his senses, he had already driven the car out of the underground parking, irritably tearing open the button on his collar.
He made a call to Charles Foote, his eyes dark as ancient ink—
"Knight Tamworth, I need all the information on Nathan Firth, as well as his purpose for coming to Capital City, at any cost!"
"..."
Charles Foote was slightly stunned but agreed to comply.
****
The next day.
Sunlight streamed through the window, and the room’s air conditioner was set a bit too high, Quiana Sutton awoke feeling hot.
She opened her eyes, slightly dazed, and when she looked at the empty room, there was a moment of disorientation. As her memory gradually returned, she finally remembered what happened.
Durrell Landon’s extremely disappointed look when he left yesterday shocked her, leaving her brain blank in that moment. She even forgot to breathe or move, not knowing how long she stood in place before groggily returning to Gentle Breeze Cottage.
At this moment, she was completely calm, recalling everything Nathan Firth said yesterday.
She didn’t believe Nathan Firth would be so naive as to tell her a story.
Perhaps...
The hunter from the story was right here in Capital City.
She took out her phone and made a call, the person on the other end speaking very flamboyantly.
"How does the big star have time to call me today?"
Quiana Sutton didn’t waste words with him: "I need your help to investigate someone."
The other person still asked flamboyantly, "Who dares to offend you?"
"Nathan Firth."
Quiana Sutton clearly heard something dropping on the other end, hiding a touch of sarcasm: "What? Scared just hearing his name?"
"No, what do you want to investigate?"
"Who his parents are, and if his parents have any old grudges with anyone."
"I need some time."
"Let me know the results as soon as possible."
After hanging up, she discovered the internet had already exploded. The video of her beating up those punks at the banquet was circulating wildly, and now a bunch of people were clamoring for her to leave the entertainment industry.
[Just because you’re good at fighting, you think you can bully people at will? With such terrible conduct, what right do you have to be an idol?]
[What grudge does Quiana Sutton have with this group to go so hard on them?]
[I almost became a fan yesterday, good thing I didn’t really like her.]
[Oh my god, I argued with Quinn’s fans yesterday for her, so regretful.]
[Get out of the entertainment industry!]
[Yes, leave the entertainment industry.]
...
Right now, Grace Sutton was being called by the company’s senior management for a scolding.
Because of Quiana Sutton, many people thought that the company’s artists were all arrogant like this, even affecting the stock price.
The company’s higher-ups severely reprimanded Grace Sutton: "You must make Quiana write an apology letter, stating that her actions have nothing to do with the company, along with a statement about leaving the industry."
Grace Sutton initially lowered her head, ready to be reprimanded, after all, Quiana’s situation had indeed gotten quite serious. She hadn’t expected the higher-ups to directly demand her to release a statement.
She understood that once an apology statement was released, it meant admitting fault, which would be a huge blow to Quiana’s reputation.
Although she didn’t know why Quiana attacked these people, she knew Quiana wouldn’t act without reason.
"Director, can we find a way to suppress this matter?"
"Quiana is just a bad apple, do you want her to ruin our entire company? If she were like Chloe Summers, maybe she’d have some chance of being protected."
Grace wanted to say that Quiana had gained Director Fang’s approval and might not necessarily be worse than Chloe Summers in the future.
The company leaders didn’t give Grace any chance to argue.
"Quiana only got the female lead part, the movie hasn’t premiered, and there’s still so much uncertainty. Especially with what happened today, do you think Director Fang would still use her?"
Saying this, the tone became even harsher:
"Quiana absolutely needs to be terminated by the company, and as for you, if you insist on speaking for her, then you just wait to be fired."
