Early the next day, the housekeeper knocked at Angela's door.

"Master Angelo, Mr. Drake is waiting for you."

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"Yeah…okay," Angela mumbled sleepily. Gosh, he never let her sleep in, she thought as she stood up from her bed and slowly shuffled to the bathroom. She splashed her face with water and looked at her reflection.

She really was getting into liking her eighteen-year-old body! She was getting another chance to experience her early 20s again; who would not want that?! 'Angelo's face was radiant smooth with no signs of acne that most kids experience at this age (Thank God, she thought!). Thankfully, she had no acne as Angela Watts and had no desire to experience that either!

After washing up, she grabbed her phone and checked the entertainment news online. She found that the hot search was gone, and so were the news and articles about her. She then came to understand what Drake meant. He indeed had great power to make everything disappear magically. He must have paid a lot of money for that, she thought embarrassedly.

Dare not delaying any further, Angela quickly prepared herself and went downstairs to the living room. When she saw Drake, she was stunned.

He was dressed in his usual crisp, tight-fitting suit. This time, ash grey in color, the suit matched his eyes perfectly. The black silk tie made him look yummy and scary at the same time. He was holding his phone in his hand, typing something. Gosh, she thought. How did the girls at his office work around him? She knew she would not get anything done if he was around dressed like that!

Although the aura around him indicated that she should stay away, she could not suppress her curiosity.

She gulped hard as if to swallow the fear and sat gingerly across from Drake.

"Are you going to meet someone, Drake?"

"A director."

Everyone around them was stunned. Because Drake usually ignored such questions, they did not expect him to answer.

They looked at Angelo with wide eyes. Why did Drake answer her?

"Oh," Angela replied, not realizing that her status in the family had grown. She had met many directors when she was Angela Watts, so she was not interested in them and thought it no big deal.

Drake frowned at Angelo's lackluster response. He had arranged the meeting at home so the Director could meet Angelo to expand her network. A good director had far more connections than a company president. But it seemed that Angelo had little interest.

Just then, a spirited middle-aged man walked in. Angela unconsciously looked up at him and then was dazed. She felt fear run through her but remembered she was not Angela Watts but Angelo Thorne. She knew this man, Acton Moore, the director she had most contact with when she was Angela Watts.

She quickly swallowed her surprise and tried to act normally in order not to arouse any suspicion.

Acton came over to meet Drake and did not pay any attention to Angelo.

"Thanks for inviting me here, Mr. Drake. I'm so honored." With a smile, Acton politely spoke up while shaking Drake's hand.

Usually, no one outside would be allowed in the dining room. However, Acton's father and the Thorne were close friends, so he could be less formal than other guests. He came here looking for an actress. Since Angela Watts's mysterious death, he had not found a suitable actress for his movie. And his reputation had fallen sharply due to the delays in making his movie.

Recently, Acton had received another well-written script. But it was an exciting love story, and perhaps few people wanted to invest in it. However, it seemed like God listened to his plight, and right then, Drake had called him about the investment, which was a timely help for him.

"Sit down, please." Drake gestured to Acton.

Drake's cold face made Acton feel embarrassed. He even dared not to look into Drake's eyes. He had dealt with Drake Thorne many times before, and not once did this man smile. It seemed like he was a perpetual robot.

Angela had always been grateful to Acton for his help in advancing her career. He had always given her great advice and support, so she tried to defuse his embarrassment and the awkward environment in the room. She quickly stood up and warmly held out her hand towards Acton.

"Hi! I'm Angelo!"

Acton looked up at Angelo. He stilled as he stared into this boy's bright, vibrant eyes. He had not heard much of Angelo Thorne apart from the fact that he was an adopted child and not worth much. However, his eyes told another story. They were full of life and ideas. Acton frowned when he felt a feeling of déjà vu fall over him. Had he met Angelo Thorne before? No, he thought. That could not be. He would have remembered him, that is for sure.

Hurriedly, he stood up and grabbed Angelo's hand, looking quite excited.

"Hi, Mister Thorne. How are you? It is very pleasant to meet you!" Acton replied excitedly.

Suddenly, Acton had an epiphany. Angelo Thorne could be his actress! If he would accept the role of a woman, instead of man. After all, from Acton's perspective Angelo looked more feminine and fragile. He could guise as a female. He had been looking for the right person for the number two heroine for his movie. When he saw Angelo, he realized that he found a gem. Now, he just forgot about Drake and why he had invited him in the first place.

Say, "Mister Angelo, would you be interested in playing the main part in my next movie?" Acton asked.

After hearing Acton's question, Angela froze for a moment, then she pulled away from Acton and took a step back, pretending to be shocked since she was supposed to be Angelo Thorne, the shy and submissive adopted child of the Thorne family and not Angela Watts, the well-established actress who had already worked with Acton Moore.

"This is Mister Angelo, Mr. Acton. He is the youngest…um…child of the family." The housekeeper spoke up, thinking Acton must have asked him by mistake. Surely, he would want to ask Zoey instead of him.

Acton's eyes lit up. As far as he knew, Angelo had been neglected in the Thorne family. So, he had a chance to get him and convert him to a shining star!

Talking of negligence, Drake was unhappy he was being left out from the conversation. If it was one thing he hated, that was being ignored. Even the air around him became cold. Acton noticed the change in Drake's posture and quickly came to himself and sat down beside him.

Angela also took a seat. She had been thinking about Acton's words. She loved acting, and she had worked with him before, so she was seriously interested in his proposal. Plus, it would give her something to do instead of pawning off Drake and the family's money.

"Ten million," Drake said in a cold voice, knocking at the table.

Acton knew that was the money Drake would invest in his movie and was quite happy.

"Thanks so much, Mr. Drake," Acton gushed. It was much more than what he was expecting!

"Then, that's it. I'm looking forward to our next meeting."

Still, Drake's voice was cold. Somehow, he thought of Acton touching Angelo's hand and felt uncomfortable.

But Acton did not want to leave yet. Reluctantly, he stood up, took a card out of his pocket, and handed it to Angela.

"I think the role I have is perfect for you. I wish to see you at the audition."

He wanted to say more, but the housekeeper led him out.

Quietly, Angela stared at the card, which had Acton's contact information and timings and locations for the auditions.

"Give it to me." Drake reached out, and obediently Angela handed him the card. Seeing that he put the card in his pocket, she felt a sense of loss wash over her. Did Drake not agree to her working with Acton?

Drake noticed Angelo's sadness, thought about it, and gently asked.

"You want to go to audition?"

"Um…Yeah? I would…have liked to…that is if you…" Angela trailed off.

The housekeeper who was cleaning off the table stood up in shock when she heard this!

"No way. No Thorne has ever acted, never!" Hale thought hurriedly in his mind. Of course, he could not say anything out loud; however, he had a feeling nothing good would come out of this!

Hearing Drake's lack of response, Angela became depressed. She knew Drake would never let her act. No Thorne had ever acted in anything, so she would not either.

"I am going upstairs," she glumly announced and hurried to her room, wanting to be alone. She just wanted to lie on her bed and wallow in self-pity.

Drake's eyes darkened as Angelo walked away.

When Angela got to her room, she took out her cellphone and stared at a photo of her sister Ivy and her ex-boyfriend Nathan. She remembered how she had been killed.

She clenched her fists in anger, "I'll make you pay!"

At this moment, her door opened. It was Drake. Hastily, Angela put her phone under her quilt and tried to smooth her expressions.

Drake squinted at her. Then he took the card out of his pocket and threw it towards her.

"Don't embarrass me."