Chapter 159

Sophia flipped open the script with a frown. "Another villainess role?"

Vivian Ashcroft lifted her chin proudly. "Of course. I'm the queen of villainesses. My goal is to play every wicked supporting role out there!"

"Such ambition." Sophia rolled her eyes. "Can't you aim higher?"

Vivian shrugged. "No one's offering me better roles."

Sophia slung an arm around her shoulders. "When I make it big, I'll produce a female-led drama just for you."

"Long live my sugar mama!" Vivian immediately clung to Sophia's arm like an eager puppy.

......

Outside the Roscente Group headquarters.

Ethan Roscente stepped out with his executives, heading toward his car.

A blaring horn shattered the quiet.

"Former Roscente employee wishes the universe's biggest scumbag Ethan Roscente a happy wedding! May you have a new bride every night, sire ten babies at once, and fill the world with your offspring!"

The entire plaza fell silent.

The air turned to ice.

Passing employees froze, slowly turning to stare at Ethan.

His handsome face darkened like a thundercloud.

The loudspeaker kept looping the message.

Executives twitched, shooting Ethan sympathetic looks.

So this was why the CEO avoided women...

Several balding executives unconsciously straightened their postures.

Zachary Evans nearly collapsed as he opened the car door.

His first thought: Did Sophia do this?

He glanced back to see Ethan scanning the crowd with icy eyes.

"Surely none of you believe this childish prank?"

The executives exchanged uneasy glances.

An elderly board member spoke gravely. "Ethan, son, there's no shame in seeking treatment..."

A vein throbbed at Ethan's temple. "I'm perfectly functional."

Zachary almost bit his tongue.

The executives turned to stone.

Their aloof, celibate CEO had just publicly declared his virility?

Thud!

A bodyguard finally located the speaker hidden in the flowerbed—and dropped it in shock.