Chapter 3 Rich Hot And Infertile Husband (Or Maybe Not)

• “Ah, Mr. Reed hasn’t woken up yet.” The housekeeper said. “Well, go to the bedroom and wake him up!” Celeste was getting really pissed. There was silence on the other end, and then a deep male voice said, “What’s up?” He asked so casually, his voice still raspy from just waking up. For a second, Celeste thought she might have been too suspicious. She pursed her lips and took a deep breath, “In a few days, I’ll send you a list of where I’ve put your clothes and stuff. I hope you don’t bother me with these stupid things again!” “Stupid things?” Liam sneered.
• “Celeste, isn’t this the kind of thing you love doing the most? You even want to control what kind of underwear I put on. Isn’t this what all your life is about?” Celeste’s breath caught, and her fingers clenched as she felt a sudden pang of heartache. Even though she was mentally prepared, hearing it was different. No matter how tough a heart was, it couldn’t remain indifferent when being attacked like this. There was silence on the phone, and neither of them said anything. After a while, Celeste spoke hoarsely, “You’re right, I have no ambition. So from now on, I won’t care anymore. Sign the papers, and we’ll both be happy.” The topic turned back to divorce, and Liam’s anger rose again, “Are you done with your drama yet?” Celeste laughed bitterly and said, “Do I have the right to cause drama?” “You’ll regret this!” Liam hung up after saying those harsh words. Celeste forced a smile. Her so–called care and dedication were nothing but a joke to him.
• Maybe when she was carefully preparing his clothes for different occasions, he was looking at her with disdain. What praise could a woman who only paid attention to trivial matters in daily life receive? Even she felt looked down upon. “Sir, do you still want to wear this one?” The housekeeper asked cautiously. She had seen the couple quarrel before, but this time seemed particularly serious. She had never seen Liam so angry and sharp–tongued. Liam glanced at the walk–in closet, where Celeste’s clothes took up more than half the space. She didn’t even take her things when talking about divorce. Was this her attitude? Liam sneered and said, “Just wear the set she mentioned.” As soon as he finished speaking, his phone rang. He picked up the phone and listened while walking, “Mr. Reed, there’s a situation with Miss Sydney.” A pile–up accident on an overpass had resulted in 11 deaths, 9 missing, and over 60 injured.
• It was a rare major traffic accident in J City in the past 20 years. It had been over 24 hours since the accident, but the search and rescue operation was still ongoing. People nationwide were concerned and praying for survivors. Meanwhile, Sydney’s fans were fighting with netizens online. The incident started when someone posted a video of the accident scene, showing Sydney safely getting out of her car and being surrounded by people as she was put on a stretcher. However, there were many injured people at the scene who hadn’t received effective help. This contrast was too striking, and some netizens questioned why a lightly injured person was rescued before those who were more seriously injured. Was there any abuse of celebrity privilege? Sydney’s fans treated these questioners as haters and the complaints and questions continued, causing a lot of controversy online and stirring up resentment from bystanders, leading to even more netizens fighting back.
• The incident escalated, and some of Sydney’s team’s actions were exposed, including using the accident to hype up her love life, indulging fans in spamming official condolence posts, and abusing privileges during the rescue. Someone even dug up her past where she was allegedly involved with a married man before she became famous. This storm eventually made it to the top of the trending news list. Trisha sneered and said to Celeste, “She loves hyping herself up, right? Let her have her fill this time!” Celeste stared at the screen and muttered, “Why do I feel like I’ve seen this account exposing her before?” Trisha paused and said, “A lot of people have used this avatar before, so it’s not weird to feel like you’ve seen it.” She then changed the subject, “What’s your schedule for today?” Celeste looked up and replied, “I’m going to Galaxy Games for a sound check, then picking up my car. Wanna join?” Trisha, “I have an outdoor shoot today, so it’s not on the way. I’ll leave first and contact you after work.” After Trisha left, Celeste tidied up and went out. Galaxy Games was a gaming company that had been developing rapidly in recent years.
• Legend was a mobile game they planned to launch this summer. All the other characters‘ voice acting had been completed, but the voice for the siren had not been finalized. The director wanted a voice that was both pure and seductive, but none of the actors who auditioned quite made the cut. He then tweeted his frustration and received many replies recommending Celestial Haze, so he director looked up her work and contacted her. When Celeste arrived at Galaxy Games, the receptionist girl was in a group chat criticizing Celestial Haze with other haters. The receptionist didn’t know much about Celestial Haze, but she was a fan of Sydney. When Mystery Lover was popular, the lead actress had made the trending list several times due to her lines and acting skills. Netizens generally believed that Celestial Haze’s voice acting saved Sydney’s poor actual acting. This made Sydney’s fans feel that Celestial Haze was just trying to ride Sydney’s coattails.
• Someone in the group chat had justposted a photo allegedly of Celestial Haze. The receptionist girl was discussing her ugly appearance with everyone when she suddenly heard a clear voice next to her, “Excuse me, how do I get to the soundcheck room?” The receptionist girl looked up and answered, “Seven…” The next second, she got startled and blurted out, “Auditions for actors are next door.” Celeste’s appearance was simply too outstanding. Even in a plain white shirt, her features were still stunning, making everyone around her seem like mere background. The receptionist girl instinctively assumed Celeste was auditioning for an acting role. Celeste grinned and explained, “I’m here for a sound check, where’s the room for that?” “It’s on the seventh floor.” Wait a sec! There was only one sound test actor today… “Thanks.” Celeste said, It wasn’t until Celeste left that the receptionist snapped out of it and typed into her phone, “I just saw Celestial Haze…” “For real? Just like in the pictures, ugly and fat?” The receptionist struggled to reply, “No… she’s so gorgeous, even Sydney can’t compare to her.”