My Flirtacious Husband novel Chapter 854

Chapter 854 Turning The Tables

Mildred's expression turned cold as she cursed in a high-pitched voice, “She's working so hard because your company made her do so! Don't assume that I don't know that an actress' peak state is before she reaches thirty. Once she becomes thirty, she's no longer useful! Your heartless company just wants to squeeze every last bit of benefit from her!”

Genevieve smiled before flipping the pages of the contract again. “Mrs. Henderson, Rachel signed the A grade contract with us, so that means she retains many rights. No one will be able to force her if she doesn't want to take on the jobs. By the way, we've retrieved some footage from Rachel's condominium. Let's take a look at them.”

With that, Genevieve gestured for Faye to turn on the projector.

Everyone turned to fix their gazes on the projection.

The reporters could see Rachel sitting in the living room of her condominium in the footage. Beside her, a woman in officewear had her hands on her hips, angrily berating Rachel.

As the surveillance camera had an audio recording function, the people in the conference room could hear what the woman said.

The things she said were about how Rachel was now a movie star and should not simply accept all kinds of television shows to lower her net worth. Although the two television shows she accepted had a high budget and would bring her quite an amount of income, the casting directors would have second thoughts when they considered her for a role.

Furthermore, Rachel had secretly accepted the endorsement of diet supplements manufactured by a shady company. If something were to go wrong after someone took the pill, she would have to take the blame for it as the ambassador.

The next scene of the footage was nighttime. Rachel was making a call by the window, sounding devastated. “I've already given you all the money I've earned all these years. I really don't have any more money. What do you mean by I'm earning hundreds of millions because I'm a star? Do you think I'm the only one working here? Do they not need to pay the rest of their employees? Mom, are you trying to kill me?”

After the call, Rachel fell to the ground and began bawling. What she said—“Mom”—told the others that her family must be asking for money from her.

Before Mildred could speak, Genevieve swiftly and clearly said, “I went to consult Rachel's assistant. Apparently, she had to send money home every month or even half a month, and every time, she would send millions. If she did not do that, you'd call her and call her a b*stard. You'd curse at her for being an ingrate, and you even tell her that you'll take her to court and ruin her reputation.”

“I'm her mother! It's her duty to give money to her family!” Mildred asserted. “No mother in this world would dare to claim that she has never scolded her daughter!”

“So you admit that you've called her a b*stard and an ingrate?” Genevieve questioned.

Mildred never thought that Genevieve would look into the matter, but she was too used to kicking up fusses and was shameless. “I suffered so much to give birth to her, and I raised her for over twenty years. It's only right for her to give me money! Your company is the one who drove my daughter to death! It has nothing to do with me!”

Genevieve did not continue talking to Mildred, for the police that Faye called had come.

After the police announced that Mildred was linked to a suicide case, they cuffed her and brought her away.

“Thank you for your time.” Genevieve inclined her head at the reporters before leaving.

The secretary would settle everything else.

Just as Genevieve stepped out of the conference room and before she could even let out a sigh of relief, an unfamiliar number called.