"Keith, I love you!"

"Keith, mommy will always love you!"

"Hubby! Look at me! Ahhhhh! Look at me! I'm going to faint!"

"Hubby is so handsome!!"

The Star Silver Building was extremely lively with the arrival of Keith Farmer. A press conference would be held here today with Keith taking the lead role in Director John's latest movie. Although the enthusiastic and frantic fans were unable to enter the conference hall, they had already surrounded the entire building.

Keith successfully passed through the crowd under the protection of the security guards. He smiled and greeted the surrounding fans while instructing his assistant to accept the gifts they handed over.

However, when he walked into the conference hall, he seemed to have changed into a completely different person. He immediately withdrew his smile, wiped his hands with a wet towel, and told the people around him in disgust, "Throw all of them away. Why are there so many people today?"

The people around him were already used to it and continued to do their own work.

The trending topic for tomorrow would only be #Keith gets male lead, #Keith's excellent acting, #How Keith performs a classic work. All the damaging information that had been circulating would be suppressed at the first moment.

Meanwhile, on the other side of a private hospital, Kimberly Smith was haggardly guarding the ward. Lying on the hospital bed was her father. He had been in a coma for almost half a year. The cause was a car accident that caused brain damage, the doctor's initial diagnosis was that he might be awake within a month, but the current situation was getting less and less optimistic.

Most of the Smith family's assets had been quietly transferred by Keith Farmer. There was nothing left now, except an empty house.

The television in the corridor was broadcasting entertainment news. On it was a video of Keith Farmer receiving an interview. Kimberly clearly heard his voice.

"May I know your opinion on the new work?"

"I think it's a very good work. It's my honor to be able to work with Director John."

"Mr. Farmer, is it true that you're secretly married?"

"Secretly married? This interview is about the release of the new film. Although it's a little off topic, I can tell you clearly that it's not true."

Kimberly could not stand it anymore. She thought that it would not happen. After all, he had successfully swindled the assets before the two of them got married.

"Keith Farmer, we are at daggers drawn." Kimberly clenched her teeth and swore. The squiggly lines, like veins, on the surface of her eyes, due to lack of sleep in the long term, appeared extremely terrifying at this moment.

"Ring, ring, ring." The ringtone of the phone sounded so abrupt in the quiet ward.

"Hello, it's me, I'm Kimberly Smith."

"What!? What happened to my mother? I'll be right there."

Kimberly panicked when she heard the news of her mother's accident. She didn't even bother to pack her things and hurriedly ran out. She didn't notice her father's fingers were moving gently.

In her panic, Kimberly boarded the taxi that was waiting at the entrance. She panted and told the driver, "Intersection at North Westland Road."

"Okay, please fasten your seatbelt."

The driver's voice seemed to be trembling, but the anxious Kimberly didn't care until she realized that the route of the car seemed to have deviated from the main road and was getting farther and farther away from her destination.

"Hey, what are you doing? You're going the wrong way." Kimberly knocked on the glass, trying to find a way out.

The driver held the steering wheel with trembling hands. "I'm sorry, I had no choice."

"Bang..."

Her last impression was the sudden hit by the van that appeared out of nowhere and the smell of blood that suddenly entered her nostrils.

[Today's news: a taxi and a van had collided at an intersection. Both the driver and the passenger on the taxi died after resuscitation. According to the investigation, this incident was caused by the taxi being in the blind spot of the truck. I hope that all the drivers will...]

"Is it done?"

"Yes, confirmed death."