As the door closed, Regina Shelby’s expression darkened.

She was unaware that Thea Shaw was being investigated because of her own ’death’. After all, these were things Jesse Jennings and the others came up with on a whim, something Regina couldn’t have foreseen.

Her situation was actually far more urgent than Thea Shaw and the others imagined.

The people brought in by her patron had already begun to prepare her to take the fall, even issuing death threats.

The money involved wasn’t important; what mattered was that Regina Shelby couldn’t swallow her pride.

Her patron had laundered a lot of money through her over the years. She knew she was far from perfect, yet she had never harbored ill intentions toward others.

She was unwilling to let her life end in such a tragic manner.

So she ran away.

After spending a few days abroad in hiding, Regina Shelby realized she could catch them off guard, so she disguised herself and returned.

With today’s advanced makeup techniques, she used them to disguise herself, even applying a special skin-like material to alter her face completely.

Even the most devoted fans wouldn’t be able to recognize her.

She came to Fenmore because here, she still had her only relative in the world.

Her A-ma.

Not her biological mother, as her parents had already passed away, but a woman her mother once asked her to recognize as a godmother, whom she called A-ma according to local customs.

A-ma never married, lived in Fenmore, and arranged accommodation for her here.

She stayed here, with meals provided daily, only needing to avoid being seen, and occasionally going out to relax wasn’t an issue.

She just didn’t expect to meet Thea Shaw today.

Discovering Thea Shaw was following her, she felt her heart leap into her throat.

She wasn’t worried about Thea Shaw doing anything, as Thea was just a fortune teller.

She just thought, if even Thea Shaw could discover her, what about others?

"Regina."

A voice called from behind, and Regina Shelby turned around in surprise, seeing the person and feeling slightly taken aback, "A-ma, why are you here today?"

"The company isn’t busy, so I came to see you."

The woman Regina called A-ma didn’t appear old at all; in fact, she seemed even younger than Regina.

The woman was stunning, dressed in a white suit with a stately and spirited demeanor.

Her brows slightly knit, her deep features exuding an aura of mystery.

Her gaze was peculiar, carrying a hint of serene compassion.

She seemed accustomed to authority, her tone conveying a gentle yet firm authority.

Even though this was her closest A-ma, Regina Shelby always felt a sense of pressure facing her, always believing that A-ma would never age; the way A-ma looked in her childhood remained unchanged as she grew up.

But A-ma had changed.

A-ma used to be more beautiful and delicate...

Regina felt a surge of emotion, "But A-ma, if you come here, people might notice. I’m not worried about you exposing me, just that it might cause trouble for you..."

She remembered A-ma’s family was complicated, but A-ma rarely mentioned it.

"It’s nothing."

A-ma extended her hand, her fair and delicate wrist adorned with a translucent green bracelet, gently caressing Regina Shelby’s head.

The formidable movie queen of the entertainment world now obediently allowed herself to be caressed, like a child relying on her mother.