Never Late, Never Away

Chapter 3199

The Last Straw

It didn’t matter. Transcendent was going to air soon, and it would most definitely be her big break.

“Good,” Donna sighed heavily as if a burden had been taken off her shoulders. “We can’t rock the boat over an issue as small as this.”

“I know.” After that, the two of them conversed about what had happened at the hospital until it was eventually time to go to bed. Drained of all energy, Megan took a simple shower before collapsing onto her bed and falling asleep instantly.

The next morning, she was awoken by the sound of her alarm.

She groaned at the thought of having to play second-fiddle to Mia later today. Not even the lingering memories of the pleasant dream she had from last night could cheer her up.

After a quick washing up and changing into a simple outfit, Megan and Donna left the apartment together.

Megan was surprised when they reached the filming set for the commercial; she hadn’t expected the crew to actually film on a university campus. It seemed like this project was highly important to the production crew.

“Oh! There’s my beloved sister!”

Mia skipped her way over to Megan as soon as she spotted her, ready to make her day a living hell. Fortunately, Megan had the forethought to walk in the opposite direction and completely avoid her as she made her way to the dressing room.

But Mia was like a parasite, popping up wherever Megan would go every single time without fail.

“Hey, Megan! I took a peek at your script and learned that you’re playing the ugly girl who has a crush on the hottest guy in school! Although, I wouldn’t really consider this ‘acting’ for you, because that’s what you are in real life, no?”

Mia stood behind Megan as the latter got her makeup done in the dressing room. Their two completely different faces created a stark contrast against each other in the reflection.

The make-up artist’s jaw dropped when she heard that, unable to stop herself from asking out of curiosity. “Are you two really sisters?”

Megan was still quite unknown in the entertainment industry, while Mia had built up a considerable following because of Luna’s constant promotional work. The treatment they received was as different as the sky and the sea and didn’t seem to be related to each other at all.

“Of course! Megan is my one and only biological sister!” Mia swiftly affirmed. The word “sister” coming out of her mouth sounded sickly sweet.

This was and always had been her way of pissing Megan off.

Megan clicked her tongue, narrowing her eyes at Mia condescendingly. It would seem that Mia had yet to learn that she was not someone to make angry right now; even if she was going to play second- fiddle, she would never willingly do it for Mia. This content belongs to Nô/velDra/ma.Org .

“She is my sister, but we’re quite different indeed. I’ve never mastered her method of sweet-talking people and batting her eyelashes to get what she wants, so I could only patiently and honestly work my way up.”

The other two women were both rendered speechless. The make-up artist looked nervously at Mia, her hands trembling slightly as they set down her brush.

It was a common opinion for people to think that Mia was just another pretty face due to the fact that she had debuted only because of her good looks, as well as the fact that she didn’t have any good works to show for her skills or rather, lack of skill.

“How dare you!” Mia squawked, grabbing ahold of Megan’s newly done-up hair and trying to drag her out of her chair.

The sharp pain in her scalp made Megan wince. Before she knew it, she’d stomped on Mia’s foot in a fit of rage and had raised her hand in the air, ready to slap some sense into Mia.

To her chagrin, a pair of strong hands stopped her from doing just that.

“Calm down.”

Blinded by wrath, she whipped around to glare daggers at the sudden intruder when she abruptly froze up. It was Jonas of all people.

She squinted at him. “Why are you here?”

“Didn’t you know that I’m the male lead of this commercial?” He raised an eyebrow, his grip tightening around her wrist.

Well, Megan recalled that fact now, but who cared if it was Jonas? Not even God himself would be able to stop her from teaching her bit*h of a little sister a good, hard lesson if he descended from the heavens.

“Don’t try to stop me,” she hissed out. With a quick downwards tug, she broke free from Jonas and turned her attention back to Mia.