It was originally just a joke, no one thought Emma would take it seriously, really believing she could catch the eye of Film Emperor William.

Emma is pretty, but the actresses and starlets around William, none of them look worse than Emma.

No matter how things turn, it won’t be Emma’s turn.

And at this moment, everyone is speculating about which star in the circle is William Wilson’s sweetheart, except Emma, who gazed over at Laura Jones sitting indifferently, oblivious to the commotion on their side.

Although Hannah Taylor didn’t say it directly, she had a very strong feeling that the sweetheart Hannah mentioned was Laura Jones.

Previously at the Taylor Family’s place, the way William Wilson and Laura Jones spoke to each other didn’t seem like a simple acquaintanceship.

Emma dared not think further, because upon deeper thought, she would realize that at the Taylor Family’s, William was actually the more proactive one between them.

Could it be...

The sweetheart Hannah mentioned is really Laura Jones?

"Alright, alright, stop guessing. She’s not someone from the circle, you don’t know her."

Hannah didn’t actually intend to drag Laura Jones into this at the moment; her reason for directly saying William had a sweetheart was merely to avoid seeing Emma’s foolish daydreaming look.

Emma shifted her gaze from Laura’s face, suppressing the chaotic thoughts in her heart, and said:

"No need to be so anxious. I’m joining the crew someday; I’ll help you inquire with Film Emperor William, guarantee I’ll get the info for you."

Her tone, as if she is quite well-acquainted with William Wilson.

"Emma, then you can help me get an autograph photo from Film Emperor William."

"I want one, I want one..."

The girls rushed forward to ask Emma for autographed photos, and she agreed to each of them.

Finally, her gaze provocatively turned towards Laura Jones again.

Yet Laura Jones didn’t even lift her eyelids.

Then, the class bell rang, and everyone dispersed.

After the first class ended, during the break, Laura Jones went to the restroom, and when she came out, she ran into Emma at the bathroom door.

Looking at Emma’s demeanor, it seemed she was intentionally waiting for her here.

"Came out?"

"Anything you want?"

"Not really, just came specially to ask if you want an autograph photo of Film Emperor William. When I go to the crew, I can get one for you."

She sized Laura Jones up and down proudly, smiled and said:

"We’re classmates, and I do have love for my classmates, so I’ll make sure to think of you."

Laura Jones smiled, "Thank you, then. Yes, give me one."

"Don’t mention it, it’s just a small effort."

She looked at Laura Jones with a sarcastic gaze and continued:

"So, people raised under the socialist red flag claim equality for all, but in reality, it’s still unequal. Just like now, I can easily go to William’s crew and act with him, get his autograph photo easily, while you... can only get it through me, that’s the difference."

"To mix well, you first need a relative with assets worth tens of billions, then perhaps one day, you can get a chance to play a third or fourth female role."

Laura Jones was tired of Emma’s intentional or unintentional boasting posture and didn’t bother to argue with her, just nodded and said with a smile:

"I can’t act well, can’t do it."

After speaking, she bypassed Emma and left.

She felt Emma was somewhat inexplicable, deliberately running over to flaunt, not knowing what she was after.