"Emma, one should learn to be content."

The man’s voice sounded cold.

Emma shuddered, her face pale, and for a moment, she was speechless.

She knew what Louis Lawrence meant, he was warning her.

If she continued to get entangled, she would end up with nothing.

However, she was unwilling, not at all willing.

Louis Lawrence promised her that she would get the lead role in the new drama directed by James Johnson.

James Johnson is a renowned director in the country; his films are box office guarantees, having produced countless award-winning actresses.

Although Emma is popular, she is not qualified to be the lead actress in a film directed by James Johnson.

The compensation Louis Lawrence offered her was more practical than any amount of money.

But then again, so what?

Louis Lawrence had the power to easily arrange for her to be the lead actress in James Johnson’s film.

That’s not something money can buy.

Louis Lawrence’s wife is far more valuable than such things...

But the main reason is still because she loves this man.

From the first moment she laid eyes on him, she loved him, so much it was inescapable.

Especially after being with him, she couldn’t bear a day without him even more.

"I don’t want anything, Louis; I don’t want anything. I just want us to be good, okay? I love you, you know I love you. Even your Uncle Matthew agrees to us. Why are you treating me like this?"

Emma could no longer care that they were in the film set, she rushed over and hugged Louis Lawrence from behind, crying bitterly.

She didn’t care how others viewed or thought of her.

She only knew she couldn’t lose the man in front of her.

Louis Lawrence’s eyes turned cold instantly, emanating a chilling aura that could almost freeze one’s breath.

Especially when he heard Emma mention Uncle Matthew, a terrifying fierceness flashed in his eyes.

He raised his hand, grabbed the wrist that hugged his waist, and squeezed hard.

Emma cried out in pain and immediately let go.

Louis Lawrence slowly turned around, his smile still carrying a trace of bloodthirsty cruelty.

"Do you think that meeting Matthew Lawrence gives you some status?"

Emma didn’t understand why Louis Lawrence was suddenly so angry; she only knew that her wrist seemed like it was about to shatter.

"Let me go! It hurts." Emma cried.

But that appearance did not evoke any sympathy from Louis Lawrence.

He forcefully pushed her away, as if shaking off garbage.

"If you continue to make trouble, you will end up with nothing."

This was the final warning.

Watching the man turn and mercilessly leave, Emma’s heart sank, her face turning ashen.

Even being treated like this, she was still unwilling, unwilling to lose him just like that.

"Louis, without you, I will die." Emma’s tears fell relentlessly, her voice carrying a hint of resolve.

Louis Lawrence paused slightly, but he did not turn back.

Seeing him stop, Emma’s heart leaped with joy, and she was about to step forward, but his words struck her like a thunderbolt, freezing her in place.

"Then go ahead and die."

Cold lips uttered the most heartless words.

After speaking, the man started to walk again, leaving without looking back.

The commotion between the two was not small; although no one dared to step forward, many could guess what was happening.

In the distance, Bella Green and Xylia Xandrell, who were about to go eat, just happened to see the scene from another angle.

Xylia Xandrell’s eyes showed even more disdain.

She had even more contempt for Louis Lawrence.

"Bella, stay away from him in the future; he’s not a good person," Xylia Xandrell said seriously.

Bella Green responded with a slight smile without refuting her, "Alright."