Chapter 82 The Trap

Chapter 82 The Trap

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The director of Spoiled–Randall–called to let Lily know she’d been selected after her audition. She’dnded the voice role for the eighth female lead and was asked toe in to record.

Usually, when Lily went to a recording studio, it would be filled with staff.

To bher /bsurprise, the Spoiled studio only had Randall inside.

Still, Randall bhad /ba reputation in the industry for being upright and professional–well–respected, even admired. So Lily didn’t think much of it.

She bgreeted /bhim politely. “Sit. I’m here.”

“Lily, about the character Yingniang, there are a few things I need to go over with you.”

The moment Randall bsaw /bLily’s bface/b, ba /bbsh /bof amazement swept through his eyes.

He’d seen photos of her before.

He’d already thought she looked better than most popr actresses in the industry, but he’d assumed it was just camera magic. In person, she was even more stunning–her presence even stronger.

He quickly buried the lust that flickered in his gaze and picked up the script, approaching her with a professional demeanor.

“For this scene, I think you should pull back a little. Yingniang’s lines are angry, but I think a more restrained, repressed delivery will bring out the depth of her despair better.”

“And for this part….

Lily nodded, listening attentively. His suggestions made sense.

But while she was focused on his exnation, ba /bsharp pain suddenly shot through her lower back.

She turned in disbelief–and saw Randall’s bhand /bhad slid under her shirt and was now creeping balong /bher

waist.

Worse, it was inching downward.

“Mr. Randall!”

Lily’s bface /bwent deathly white.

She immediately jumped bback/bb, /btrying to put distance between them.

But bRandall /blunged at her band /bshoved her onto the nearby lounge couch.

The bmask /bof professionalism vanished from his face. What remained was lust–greedy, vile, and certain he’d already won.

He grabbed her chin with one hand, smirking “Lily, are byou /breally satisfied voicing some minor character forever?”

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“Be a good girl, and I’ll give you the lead. Better yet–I’ll make byou a /bstar, front and centerb./b”

“I don’t need you to make me a bstar/b! I’m not doing this! Let go of mel”

Lily would never trade her body for sess.

She pushed hard against him, trying to break free.

But Randall had once been ban /baction movie star. His strength far exceeded hers.

“You

still don’t get it, do byou/b?”

He pinned her wrists above her head, grinning darkly. “This isn’t a request.”

“I want you. And I always get what I want. Whether you agree or not–I’m going to have you. So I’d suggest you cooperate. Because if you piss me off. I’ll make sure you never work bagain/b.”

As he spoke, hisrge, sweaty hand slid up her side.

“Don’t touch meb!/b”

His touch felt like a venomous snake wrapping around her. Lily writhed in disgust, desperate to get away.

But her struggling only bseemed /bto excite him more. The desire in his eyes deepened, and his breath came faster.

He suddenly yanked at her cor, and his foul–smelling hand reached for her chest-

Then his phone rang, shrill and sudden.

Seeing the caller ID, Randall curled his lip into a greasy smirk and picked up.

“Did you get her?”

Lily was close enough to hear the voice on the other end of the call.

As a professional voice actor with a sharp ear and strong memory, she instantly recognized it.

She’d heard that voice over four years ago–just once–by chance.

Back then, Elsa was pressuring Wendy to send her overseas. bAnd /bstanding beside them bwas /ba man with this exact voice.

That bwas /bthe day Lily learned the truth about Elsa’s origins.

Elsa wasn’t a Qin by blood.

She was the product of Wendy’s affair.

The man who stood bbeside /bWendy that day–a thug from the streets–wat Eba’s biological father

bGot /bbher/bb, /bbRandall /bbsaid/bb, /bvolen bdripping /bwith perverse intisfaction. Didn’t bthink /bbshe /b& be even homer person than in her photos

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“Tonight, I’m bgonna /btry every toy I’ve got on her.”

b+5 /bbFree /bbCoins /b

The man on the phone chuckled darkly. “Just don’t forget to take photos. And make them good–full sets:

“Please. Easy.”

Randall snickered and traded a few more crude jokes before hanging up.

Lily’s fingertips were trembling with fury.

So it really was Elsa.

Elsa wanted to destroy her–drag her through the filth. But Lily wasn’t going down without a fight.

She gathered every ounce of strength, whipped her head up, and sank her teeth deep into Randall’s wrist.