The camera showed Tatiana, and she waved sweetly.
*She looks so beautiful!*
*My model, my idol!*
*You’re the best, Tatiana. We love you!*
Jolene smirked as she read the reviews. The viewership for the show had doubled. Wow! Tatiana really hit the spotlight.
Ciara smiled warmly and began, “Tatiana, congratulations on the success of your latest movie. How does it feel to be receiving so much attention and spotlight?”
Tatiana replied calmly, “It’s overwhelming, to be honest. I’m still getting used to it. But I’m grateful for the opportunity to share my passion with so many people.”
Ciara nodded thoughtfully. “That’s wonderful. Now, I know our audience is eager to know more about you. Can you tell us a bit about your background and how you got started in acting?”
Tatiana anticipated this question and had prepared for it.
“Acting has been my dream ever since I turned five. My mother loved it-she was my role model, the person who kept motivating me. The same goes for my sisters. I entered the entertainment industry at the age of twelve. Every thick and thin of the industry made me who I am today.”
Her response made Ciara smile.
“Moving on to the next question. What drew you to this role, and how did you prepare for it?”
“I was captivated by the script’s complexity and depth. I prepared by researching the character’s background, rehearsing scenes, and working with the director to ensure I captured the essence of the role. The character Ruby was really interesting.”
“Can you share your experience working with the director and co-stars?”
“Working with the director and my co-stars was incredible. They were supportive and talented. We formed strong bonds, making the experience unforgettable.”
Ciara nodded, enjoying Tatiana’s way of responding.
Jemima, sitting to the side, was busy fidgeting with her fingers. She didn’t like how things were going. Ciara wasn’t asking the questions she had sent. Why?!
While Jolene was busy smiling at the reviews from viewers, a message popped up on her phone.
‘Mr. Right’-she frowned at the contact name.
She never saved any contact as ‘Mr. Right.’ She pouted her lips in confusion before opening the message.
‘This is Jaxon. I’m really sick; can you come over? Please?’
Jolene’s mouth parted in surprise. When did he save his number? And why was he telling her he was sick?
‘I’ll call Hudson to check on you. I’m pretty busy, I’m sorry,’ she texted back and sighed.
—
Jaxon’s phone beeped, and he ran to check it. His face fell when he saw her reply.
“Fuck,” he mumbled.
How is he going to make this woman come to him? What the heck is even wrong with him?
‘Where are you?’
She texted back almost immediately. ‘Tatiana is currently having an interview. I need to be here.’
Tatiana! Tatiana! Tatiana!
Jaxon wanted to be her first priority! He needed to find something that would make her stay with him.
With that, he laid on his bed, his mind racing with different thoughts.
—
Meanwhile, Cassius was seated with Dylan on his lap. Both were busy eating cookies as they watched Tatiana on the screen. They looked so engrossed, their resemblance striking.
“Mother is a superstar,” Dylan mumbled with his mouth full.
“Yes, she is,” Cassius responded, not moving his gaze from the television.
“She’s so pretty. I remember how Uncle Brandon knelt and cried for her to marry him.”
Cassius stopped eating and shifted his gaze to Dylan.
“Who’s Brandon?” he asked, his voice getting a bit rough.
“It was back in Europe, Father. No one is taking Mother away from you,” Dylan said, returning his focus to the television, while Cassius blinked several times.
It felt like he was talking to the younger version of himself.
“I know. No one dares take your mother away from me,” Cassius said, and Dylan smiled at him.
His phone rang, disrupting the moment. It was Hudson.
“I’ve got the information about Jemima,” Hudson’s voice sounded over the phone.
“Send it to my email,” he said and ended the call. He had learned that Jemima tried to manipulate the interview by asking sensitive questions.
Ciara didn’t listen to her. How lucky.
However, Jemima must pay!
—
Back at the interview, the atmosphere was lively. The chat between the interviewer and Tatiana had the viewers wanting more.
“Can you discuss any past relationships or experiences that have impacted your life?” Ciara asked, knowing the viewers were dying to know about her mysterious lover-Dylan’s father.
“I prefer to keep my personal life private, but I will say that past experiences have shaped me into the person I am today. I’m grateful for the lessons learned,” Tatiana responded smartly. She wasn’t rude while declining the question!
Ciara found herself enjoying Tatiana’s company, even laughing at some of her answers. She was indeed a talented beauty.
“Uh, Tatiana,” Ciara became serious, “well, the viewers online have been dying to know something-just one thing. Can I go ahead?”
Tatiana couldn’t refuse, so she agreed. “No problem.”
“We all know you have a son. Sorry if we’re being nosy, but are you in a relationship with his father? If so, who is he?”
Tatiana smiled. “Yes, I am, and he’s the most powerful man in the industry.”
Ciara chuckled, thinking it was one of Tatiana’s jokes, so she didn’t push it further.
“Thank you so much, Tatiana. It’s been wonderful having you here, and I really enjoyed our time together. I must say you’re the sweetest artist I’ve ever interviewed. The viewers would agree with me,” Ciara said.
“You’re too kind and sweet too. It’s my pleasure to be here,” Tatiana responded.
—
The interview ended, and Tatiana greeted everyone on the set. She even chatted with them.
“Uh, Tatiana,” Ciara called, “the CEO of Crystal Company would like to see you.”
Tatiana nodded. She knew the reason. Crystal was considering signing her. It was a great opportunity, but… that was not where her heart wanted to be.
As Tatiana was about to leave, she got a message from Jolene.
*~I’m sorry, Tatie, I need to be somewhere~*
Tatiana didn’t mind. Although she knew about Jolene’s father, she didn’t want to pressure her.
As she made her way out, she crossed paths with Jemima in a quiet corner. A small smile graced Tatiana’s lips.
“The interview was quite a tough one, wasn’t it?” Jemima spoke first.
“Not really. It was actually fun for me,” Tatiana responded.
“Did you bribe Ciara? Or maybe the man in your room last night bribed Ciara. Who is he?”
“I’m afraid that’s none of your business. If you have something important to tell me, please do, otherwise, I should take my leave,” Tatiana’s voice was low yet cold.
Jemima stepped forward. Her height was slightly more than Tatiana’s, so she felt superior. Tatiana looked weak in her eyes. She should be able to intimidate her.
They were alone in the corridor. Tatiana might be an old actress, but that was a long time ago. Jemima was used to many artists fearing her since she had many connections. Tatiana would be no different.
If it came to bullying, then she was ready for that. She had knowingly trapped Tatiana here since there were no cameras!
“I’ll give you some advice, Tatiana. Don’t compete with me. I’m sure you’re planning to be among the nominees for the Best Actress award-it’s mine and…”
She didn’t finish speaking when Tatiana began to walk away.
Angered by her action, Jemima made the mistake of grabbing Tatiana by the hair.
In the next moment, Jemima’s hand was twisted, her leg swept off the floor. A loud thud echoed as her body collided hard with the ground.
Jemima groaned in pain, and before she could move, Tatiana’s cold heel pressed on her face.
“You bitch!” she spat, and Tatiana pressed harder.
“Look who’s calling someone a bitch. I know you, Jemima. Aren’t you the crybaby who called me a role model years ago? Should I remind you how I helped you in the past?”
Jemima gritted her teeth. Tatiana remembered her? Jemima was surprised at how swiftly Tatiana had turned into a cold devil. She was fucking scary!
Tatiana continued, “Just a bit of fame, and you became arrogant and ungrateful. People like you should kiss my feet and thank me for it. You criticized me back there just because I’m better than you. I have no problem with that…
“However, touch me again and I’ll break your ten fingers and laugh at your scream!”