Sweet Subterfuge novel by Trina Duo
Chapter 544

This was the first time that Larissa had ever heard of Yvette's past.

It was not her fault for being ill-informed. The truth was, the first time she knew that Yvette was once a famous celebrity was during her second year in high school. She went to the teacher's office to get the tes papers at noon when she heard a couple of teachers talking and lamenting about it.

Technology was not as advanced then as it was today. Computers were still luxurious items to the average family, and phones could only be used to call and text. Television and the news were the only two ways that people could get information.

Yvette had stopped shooting movies for many years, so she was no longer prevalent in the media. The Seymours had never bothered with Larissa, and her peers at the time knew nothing about Yvette either. After she had grown up and gotten to use the Internet, Larissa never ever looked Yvette up, probably because she hated her. It was only when some Instagram marketing accounts would periodically put together pictures of "real" beauties from the past who did not rely on plastic surgery or Photoshop to look pretty, did Larissa find out about her. Because without fail, Yvette would be on the list. Those who commented on such posts were mostly people who had seen the works produced by these beauties before-some were even young people who had only seen the pictures of said beauties, and their comments were all compliments as well as nostalgia for that bygone era.

Larissa did not know what sort of response to give Emmy, so she just smiled without saying anything.

It was probably because Emmy felt triumphant that she got more excited with her speech as she was feeling good. "Morgan was so cool! Just slammed the phone down!" When she got to this bit, she cackled non-stop while glancing at Morgan, her voice a little teasing. "I'll tell you this in secret, don't tell anyone-Don't be fooled by his robust appearance, he's pretty petty! He's held a grudge over Yvette insulting him for several years! And he's finally gotten back at her!"

Her voice grew louder, and so Morgan, who was next to her, heard every single word that she said.

.." Morgan was a little uncomfortable as his past was exposed, but he could not blow up in front of so many people, so he smiled awkwardly instead.

"Honestly, you ...'

"Don't be shy!" Emmy patted Morgan's thigh, seemingly comforting yet teasing at the same time. "Just in this time period alone, there's got to be at least ten directors who rejected Yvette. I heard that there was someone going around telling all production companies to not use Yvette at all!"

Although Larissa was shocked that Yvette's popularity was so bad now, she was not too surprised. She had witnessed Yvette's snobbery countless times, and the snobbery in the entertainment industry was a thousand times worse than Yvette's.

When Yvette was popular and had some influence, all the directors and producers had to be deferential to her even if they hated her. Now that she had tumbled into the abyss and lost all of her status, no one, of course, had to treat her cordially. They were already "merciful" enough to her when they did not add insult to injury and kick her further when she was down.

"Everyone still remembers the things that she did! So, serves her right, I say!" Emmy turned to seek Morgan's agreement. "Am I right?"

"That's enough. It's a happy day today, why'd you bring her up for?" Morgan waved his hand and had a look of disgust on his face. "What a spoilsport!"

Emmy pursed her lips but stopped talking.

Having stayed here for too long, the assistant manager, who was sitting across the table, frantically kept sending Larissa hints with his eyes. Larissa nodded and finished the half-glass of red wine she had left. "Emmy, Morgan, enjoy yourselves. I have to go."

"What for!" Emmy hooked onto her arm. "We've still got a part two for the party! Join us!"

Morgan glared at Emmy and yanked her hand off Larissa's arm. "Larissa still has work to do, don't cause trouble!"

"How am I causing trouble?" Emmy's temper began to flare a little when he chided her. "I just want to chat with Larissa for a little while longer, how is that wrong? What, you can chat with Yvette, but I can't chat with Larissa?"

Morgan's glare made his eyes pop out even more, and his face was redder than before.

"You!" He was struck speechless by Emmy and was unable to form a sentence for a very long time. He could only glare at her menacingly.

Larissa never expected things to take such a turn. Emmy had just been bragging about Morgan's dismissiveness of Yvette and was rather proud of it, but now when listening to her voice, it seemed like Morgan and Yvette had something going on.

Sensing the strange atmosphere over here, the banquet gradually quieted down as everyone else cast their gazes of curiosity over to the whirlpool of conflict that was churning at the moment.