Villains Act Shamelessly: The Heiress was the Great National Master!

Chapter 374: It’s My Job to Get Paid for the Work

Regina Shelby, in a simple and reserved manner, spoke about her situation using some aliases.

It’s actually quite simple.

The circle was even more complex before, and before capital began to chase profits, it was often tied to high-level figures that ordinary people couldn’t reach.

Regina Shelby’s rise to fame was both a coincidence and not a coincidence.

At that time, she had a benefactor behind her.

She now spoke of it with a face of calm.

Initially, she thought it out well, relying on her benefactor to rise, believing that as long as she stayed compliant, she’d be fine.

Who knew her benefactor would climb higher, with their status rising with the tide, taking on more responsibilities, even involving Regina Shelby in them.

However, Regina Shelby recently got news that her benefactor might be in trouble.

She hadn’t actually done anything bad; she was essentially a celebrity, and the convenience her status brought was merely helping the benefactor launder money.

Until she realized that her benefactor might want to push her out as a scapegoat.

How could she be willing to accept that?

Yet she had no other way.

Her benefactor’s rival also hinted to Regina Shelby that if she was willing to stand up and testify, her benefactor would be in trouble, and they could ensure she came to no harm.

However, this wasn’t a hundred percent guaranteed.

What if her benefactor didn’t fall?

Then it would still be Regina Shelby who met her end.

If she didn’t testify, her benefactor would still push her out as a scapegoat, and either way, she’d have to pay a hefty price.

The latter was just a slim chance, and Regina Shelby could no longer afford to gamble.

Her mind was restless, which led her to ponder these intangible things.

She sought guidance from a master to show her a clear path.

What could she do to withdraw from this situation while paying the smallest price?

"If only I hadn’t gotten involved back then, these days wouldn’t have come."

Thea Shaw sipped the exquisite herbal tea Regina Shelby brewed for her, finding it sweet and delicious.

Regina Shelby lit a cigarette, smoke rose softly, her smile veiled: "Miss Shaw, you must know, back then, I wanted fame for myself. Of course, I had to pay some price. I had no background. How could I have had such a good chance to break out? My first role was a lead; in this world, pies don’t fall from the sky."

Back then, she was determined to fight for it.

Now having reached the pinnacle of the pyramid, she still couldn’t escape the downsides it brought.

Her entire life, she was under someone’s control.

Now, facing impending despair, there was also a glimmer of hope.

If that person fell, she’d be free for the rest of her life.

Thea Shaw nodded: "I understand, but this is your choice. If you really want to know how to choose."

Thea Shaw glanced at Regina Shelby and smiled: "Once you’ve handed over the information, go abroad. If you can hide abroad for a year without being discovered, then you truly are free. Remember, it’s anyone."

Regina Shelby paused her smoking hand, the burning ash falling, scorched her silk dress.

She didn’t seem to care, only asking: "Really?"

Thea Shaw replied: "As I said, it’s a year without being discovered, not letting anyone know of your whereabouts. You should make the choice."

Not being discovered meant she couldn’t contact the entertainment circle here, her family, or even the people she had helped.

Regina Shelby steadied herself, her eyes wavering, stood up, and handed Thea Shaw a bank card: "I will think carefully about this. Thank you for your help, Miss Shaw."

Thea Shaw said: "You’re welcome."

Flicking the bank card with her fingers, Thea Shaw smiled brilliantly: "Doing business for money is what I’m supposed to do."