Chapter 584: Birthday Party

“And lastly, there’s just Yasmine Scott’s insane rambling. She’s a bit mentally unstable, so it doesn’t really matter.”

Eileen Scott let out a heavy sigh.

‘It’s just so frustrating!’

“They’re rabid fans of Melody Monroe and that bastard, Ian Monroe, so why are they coming after me? Telling me to get out of the entertainment industry? They’re even attacking you and Stellaris, and things are just as bad for Cheryl Rhodes!”

“Cheryl Rhodes was exposed for having an abortion. We were just about to push her into the spotlight, and someone just dragged her name through the mud! It’ll be impossible for her to make a comeback now.”

“To establish Melody Monroe’s glowing image as a great mother, they naturally needed people to serve as a foil.”

Eileen Scott was furious but felt helpless. “Sis, do you think Aya Winters’s downfall… it was so sudden, like a shooting star. After all these years, you’d think she would have had some roots in the industry, right? Did she not even try to save herself? Does this have anything to do with Melody Monroe?”

“Of course it has to do with Melody Monroe, but who can prove it? Besides, the ones who took down Aya Winters weren’t from the entertainment industry; they were powerful people from the outside. That’s what makes this move so ruthless. Aya Winters could hold her own inside the industry, but on the outside… she’s just a plaything.”

“Don’t tell me Melody Monroe is really pregnant with Evan Fairchild’s child?”

“From the look of things, it’s more than likely.”

“So Melody Monroe is trying to use the child to get ahead?”

“Evan Fairchild may be captivated by Melody Monroe’s beauty, but he would never marry her. The Fairchild family doesn’t really care about social standing. After all, while the eldest son married the Quinn family’s eldest daughter, the second son married a woman from an ordinary family. However, the Fairchilds would never allow one person to turn the entire family into fodder for gossip.”

“They say wealth doesn’t last past three generations, but the Fairchild family has been around for much longer than that. They’ve weathered even the most turbulent times. Even if Melody Monroe managed to save her reputation this time, marrying into the Fairchild family is impossible for her.”

“So what do we do now?”

“We’ll build up a few talented people who can compete with Melody Monroe. Right now, she’s riding a wave of popularity, so there’s no point in confronting her directly. Besides, Evan Fairchild will have to get married sooner or later.”

“Once Evan gets married, Melody Monroe will lose her protection.”

“We can form some alliances in advance, so we don’t have to do the dirty work ourselves.”

“With who?”

“For example, the women who have a shot at becoming the next Mrs. Evan Fairchild. Believe me, there are plenty of people who covet that position.”

“Sis, what’s your plan?”

“You just wait.” Lana Sheffield already had a plan in mind.

‘All my previous failures were because I underestimated Melody Monroe and the power she has behind her. But now I know who’s backing her, which means I can tailor my approach accordingly. I won’t underestimate my enemy again.’

Now, she also knew why the Sheffield and Fairchild families had a falling out.

‘It really was because of me.’

‘It seems the Fairchilds started making trouble for us right after I hit Melody Monroe.’

‘I could never figure it out before, but now it all makes perfect sense.’

‘Melody Monroe, we’ll play the long game. Let’s see who has the last laugh!’

…

The ninth of the twelfth month was Ian Monroe’s birthday. Melody Monroe was still on vacation and had been resting for nearly a week. After Ian’s birthday, she would have to rush back to the set. With only a few days off for the Spring Festival, she hoped to wrap up the rest of the filming within a month.

Melody Monroe didn’t know how to throw a birthday party for her son, Ian.

‘In my mind, a child’s birthday party is simple: invite a group of other kids, sing the birthday song, and celebrate with some cake.’

Ian didn’t have any friends his own age.