Transmigrated as The Best Female Character of the Year

”Melody, you’re not sneaking off for a secret date behind our backs, are you?” Jasper Rockwell asked with a mischievous grin.

Melody Monroe’s face flushed. ”Of course not! I just have something to do! Don’t jump to conclusions!”

Keith Coleman smiled. He had expected this all along.

Fairchild should have arrived in Jansburg by now.

Sean Coleman glanced at Zane Langdon and patted him on the shoulder.

Zane Langdon sat in his seat, a question flashing through his mind.

’Does Melody Monroe really have someone she likes?’

’Is it the person who gave her a gift on the day she wrapped filming?’

’Thank goodness I never revealed my feelings. Our relationship can continue as it is. At the very least, we can still be friends.’

A pang of bitterness welled up in Zane Langdon’s heart.

This feeling was buried before it even had a chance to sprout.

Raymond Ford also came backstage. Seeing the lively scene over there, a trace of jealousy rose in her heart. She had been completely shut out by Zane Langdon. There was no point in trying to get close to him again; it would only invite more scorn.

”Ms. Ford, since we didn’t rehearse this before, the dancers are all in position now. Could you please go over and run through the blocking with them?” a staff member asked Raymond Ford.

”Okay,” Raymond Ford nodded.

She came from a dance background, so her performance today was a high-energy dance routine.

Zane Langdon and Melody Monroe were also called away by staff to go over last-minute details and coordination points for their upcoming appearances.

Jasper Rockwell sat in a corner, phone in hand, sending the selfie he had just taken with Melody Monroe to Evan Fairchild.

Evan Fairchild was in his car on the way to the hotel. Hearing his phone chime, he opened it and took a look.

This gown really suited her.

He hadn’t even seen her in the gown yet, and Jasper Rockwell had already taken a picture with her.

’No, that’s not right!’ Evan Fairchild suddenly had another thought. He had never even taken a picture with Melody Monroe!

In an instant, a wave of jealousy washed over him.

’And Jasper Rockwell dared to get so close to her!’

He opened the image and cropped Jasper Rockwell out, leaving only Melody Monroe. Looking at the photo again, it was suddenly much more pleasing to the eye!

’My wife is so beautiful!’

Just as Evan Fairchild was admiring his wife’s stunning beauty...

Jasper Rockwell sent another photo.

This one was a group photo. It was obvious that Jasper Rockwell had painstakingly squeezed himself in between Melody Monroe and Zane Langdon.

”President Fairchild! See how dedicated I am? I’m really worrying myself sick over this for you! Next month, there’s a motorcycle enthusiast meetup! Can you sponsor me a bit? I need to modify my current bike, and also, did you forget to send my salary this month?”

Jasper Rockwell didn’t have high hopes, because he had sent Evan Fairchild so many messages in the past, and Evan had never replied to a single one.

But this time, to his great surprise...

Evan Fairchild actually replied!

But when he read the message, his heart sank.

”One million is half a year’s salary.”

”Evan Fairchild, you’re so cheap! Is this how you treat the bond we formed growing up in diapers together? Do you have any idea what this meetup means to me?”

”It means you don’t have the money to show off.”

”Didn’t you win the last race?”

”Where did the money go?”

Jasper Rockwell: ...

’Wait, is Evan Fairchild unusually free today?’

’He’s actually replied more than three times!’

’And not about anything important, either. We’re just chatting!’

’Evan Fairchild must be in a good mood!’

”I have some more news for you, and this piece of info is definitely worth a million,” Jasper Rockwell said, striking while the iron was hot.