Chapter 448 Penelope, how did you end up with late-stage stomach cancer?!

"Bang bang bang!"

Cornelia slapped Mylah's face repeatedly. She was usually kind and gentle to those around her, but having been in a high position for a long time, she also had a kind of superior aura. When she was angry, she was like a queen high above, making people uncontrollably tremble.

"What was your name?"

Before Mylah could speak, many crew members had kindly reminded, "Mrs. Spencer, her name is Mylah."

"Mylah, right? The production team invited you here to act, not to be a gossip! With such a foul mouth, did you eat feces or what?! Coming here to pollify the air when you have nothing to do, do you have any sense of public decency?!"

"Get out! Don't ever show up on the set again! No, don't even try to stay in the entertainment industry anymore! The industry is already murky enough, and with you spewing nonsense, you're going to stink up the place even more!"

Mylah really didn't understand how she offended Cornelia by always speaking up for Lola. Even if she had ten thousand times the courage, she wouldn't dare to fight with Cornelia.

Tears in her eyes, she carefully asked, "Mrs. Spencer, what... what do you mean by that?"

"Can't understand human language, can you?! Mylah, you are blacklisted by me! From now on, anyone who dares to cooperate with you is an enemy of mine, Cornelia!"

Upon hearing Cornelia's words, Mylah's little face turned as pale as paper in an instant, and her voice was tinged with a noticeable tremble, "Mrs. Spencer, you... you can't treat me like this, I..."

"What, did I, Cornelia, need your approval to blacklist someone?!"

Hearing the commotion over here, Weston also hurried over.

Seeing it was Cornelia, he quickly went up to her with a beaming smile, "Ms. Shearer, what brings you here?"

"What kind of taste do you have?! You dare to bring a gossip to act in the film?! Fire her immediately!" Cornelia looked at Weston with disdain and spoke irritably.

Mylah didn't take her acting seriously and would bully the weak and fear the strong in the crew. A few days ago, a young intern accidentally offended her. She even cornered the girl in the bathroom and stripped off her clothes.

Heard that they even arrogantly took some photos.

This behavior was truly despicable. It was only because Weston had been too busy lately that he hadn't taken the time to discipline Mylah, this cancerous growth. Even Cornelia had spoken up. Regardless of whose face he was saving, he would not keep her around any longer.

"Mylah, don't ever come back to the set again! Pack up and get out!" Weston glanced at Mylah with disdain and spoke irritably.

"Weston..."

Mylah knew that if she was really fired by Weston, and if the news of today's incident spread, no crew would dare to use her in the future. She cried even more pitifully, "Weston, you can't do this to me! I'm Lola's friend. If she finds out you fired me, she will definitely be very upset!"

"Weston, even if you don't respect me, you should respect Lola!"

After begging Weston, Mylah started to plead with Cornelia again, "Mrs. Spencer, please spare me this time for Lola's sake! I will never dare to do it again!"

Seeing Mylah bullying Penelope so recklessly on the set, Cornelia was already quite angry. Hearing her repeatedly calling her Lola, she was even more infuriated.

Lola was nothing!

Penelope was Chelsea's precious daughter, the mother of Cornelia's own grandson!

The mother of her own grandson, a mere minor star dared to step on her head, on what grounds! If she, Cornelia, could swallow this anger today, then the name Cornelia might as well be read backwards!

"What, Mylah, you're not leaving? Do you want me to personally issue a statement, declaring that I will never cooperate with you?!"

Upon hearing Cornelia's words, Mylah's face changed drastically. If Cornelia really made a statement herself, everyone would know that she had offended her.

In the vast Sea City, who dared not to give face to Cornelia!

Perhaps by then, let alone the entertainment industry, she wouldn't even have a place to stand in the vast Sea City!

Mylah's face was as pale as paper, her lips constantly muttering. She still wanted to salvage something for herself, but several security guards came over and forcibly dragged her out.

"Weston, don't ever bring me these messy issues from your crew again, or else, we'll have a problem!" After scolding Mylah, Cornelia was still fuming. Although Weston was a younger generation she liked, and their families were acquainted, the thought of Penelope being upset in his crew made it impossible for her to show him a good face.

Failing to deal with the cancerous Mylah in time, Weston was at fault. He was also worried that Cornelia would be upset with him, and that he would be scolded by Uncle Jayden. He hurriedly kept smiling at Cornelia in an attempt to appease her.

No matter what, Cornelia just couldn't get angry at the foolish son of the Weston landlord, who always had a smile on his face.

When Cornelia was young, she had also worked in a film crew. She knew the atmosphere of the crew better than anyone else.

She knew that, instigated by Lola, Pennie and others, there would definitely be others in the crew who would make things difficult for Penelope. She wore a cold, stern face, slowly scanning the crew, "I'm laying down the law today, anyone in this crew who dares to bully Penelope in the future, is bullying me, Cornelia! I will blacklist them, until the end!"

In fact, not everyone in this world is unable to distinguish right from wrong. Quite a few people in the crew thought that Mylah's behavior was really excessive. When she was reprimanded by Cornelia, they actually felt quite relieved.

Of course, there were also a few people who were on the same side as Mylah. They originally wanted to find some dissatisfaction with Penelope, hoping to gain some benefits from Lola and Pennie.

But Cornelia said so today, who would dare to provoke Penelope again!

Some advantages were dispensable, but if they were coveted by Cornelia, they really couldn't get by.

Penelope had never expected that Cornelia would stand up for her like this today. Her heart was trembling softly, filled with a feeling as if she was being cradled and cherished in her mother's arms.

So warm.

"Penelope, let's go to the side, I have something to tell you."

Penelope had another scene coming up, but Cornelia asked for leave on her behalf. How could Weston dare to refuse? Besides, he had recently been suspected of exploiting labor, and he was afraid that Everett would abuse him when he returned to his country. So, he immediately granted her leave and specifically instructed her to go back and rest well.

Cornelia took Penelope directly to a café outside of Gogwood. At that time, the café was quite deserted, with only them as the customers.

"Penelope, Ethan was willing to talk to me today. He wrote a sentence on the drawing board. He said that he almost killed you. What does he mean by that?"

Penelope really hadn't expected Cornelia to ask her this question. She didn't want the Spencer family to know about her illness. She stirred her coffee, "Aunt Cornelia, I'm fine. Ethan might have been scared by my previous hospitalization due to an injury. Actually, it was nothing serious, just some superficial wounds."

"Really?"

Cornelia evidently didn't believe Penelope's words. Suddenly, she reached out and grabbed her wrist.

Penelope wanted to withdraw her hand, but Cornelia was really too stubborn. She knew that she couldn't hide her illness today, so she didn't insist anymore and let her take her pulse.

As time ticked by, Cornelia's complexion grew paler and paler.

In the end, she almost cried out, "Penelope, how could you have advanced stomach cancer?! You're so seriously ill, why didn't you tell me?!"