Domineering Mr. CEO and His Impudent Love-Chapter 2320 - 26: Reclaiming Her Deleted Scenes

"Why are you changing the gender? If I were Winona Wallace, I wouldn’t need to undermine you either."

Irene Stephenson unhappily shoved the script into Leslie Howard’s hands, "Look for yourself; most of your scenes have been deleted. They say it’s a double female lead, but it’s really like being the second female lead, and a malicious supporting role at that."

"Leslie... Winona Wallace doesn’t need to undermine you. She doesn’t need to play tricks; just mess with things behind the scenes and your parts are gone!"

Irene was genuinely outraged, unable to understand what was going on in her former aunt Sheila Fletcher’s mind.

Even if her uncle passed away early, Sheila Fletcher remarried, yet Leslie Howard is still Sheila Fletcher’s biological daughter.

How could she do this to Leslie!

"Your mom must be secretly helping her, using company resources to commit these wrongs; otherwise, how could the crew cut your scenes like this," Irene said angrily.

"That’s not it," Leslie Howard held the script, shaking her head, "Winona Wallace didn’t cut these scenes; her reach isn’t that long. It’s David Redington who did it."

As the woman spoke, her beautiful almond-shaped eyes narrowed slightly.

Her slightly damp, curly long hair accentuated her irresistibly soft and enticing face.

"What, David Redington?" Irene wondered if she had heard wrong.

"Aren’t you and he..." Irene wanted to say that a night together creates countless nights of favors, but to avoid hurting Leslie Howard, she swallowed her words.

"Are you saying we slept together, right?" Leslie Howard gave Irene a strange look, "Do you think someone like David Redington would show any favors just because of that? Why haven’t I seen him descend from the heavens to rescue me during these years when I’ve been terribly slandered, living day by day!"

Bringing up this matter fueled Leslie Howard’s anger.

Yes, during these four years filled with guilt, insecurity, and longing, almost every difficult night was spent thinking about him.

And David Redington?

Clearly, not only did he not think about her, but he also openly despised her.

Leslie Howard was displeased, having a bit of an emotional flare-up.

She suddenly stood up and rummaged through her suitcase.

Irene was puzzled, "What are you looking for?"

"Battle attire," Leslie Howard replied without lifting her face, her head lowered.

Irene: "Battle attire? What battle attire?"

When did this girl have battle attire? How did she not know?

Leslie Howard ignored her, and after a while— "Found it!" 𝑓𝘳𝑒𝑒𝓌𝘦𝘣𝘯ℴ𝑣𝘦𝑙.𝘤𝑜𝑚

The woman, with her hair half-damp, slightly turned, revealing half of her delicate face, and raised a surprisingly light-looking white gauze skirt.

"Battle attire!" Leslie Howard smiled enticingly, her charming face mesmerizing to the eye.

When she changed into the so-called battle attire and emerged from the bathroom, Irene’s mouth dropped open, her jaw almost hitting the floor.

"You, you, you... dressed like this, you are simply tempting crime! Leslie Howard, calm down, what are you going to do!?"

Irene immediately jumped up from the chair, wanting to stop her.

"Cousin, what are you thinking? Is this the kind of person?" Leslie Howard said while already retrieving a thin coat from the wardrobe and putting it on over the gauze skirt.

Once she buttoned up the coat that suited the early spring weather perfectly, there was nothing peculiar about her appearance.

"Alright, I’m heading out." Leslie Howard grabbed the script and started walking towards the door.

"Hey, hey, hey, where are you going? It’s nighttime..."

"Going to discuss the script with the producer." Leslie Howard reassured, patting Irene and raising an eyebrow, "Haven’t you seen how many scenes they’ve cut? If I don’t claim back those deleted scenes, how could I justify this battle attire?"

Having said that, Leslie Howard walked out of the hotel room like this, boldly asking the staff to swipe her card for the Presidential Suite on the rooftop.

Naming it: Meeting with Director Redington for drama discussion.

[Update complete, see you tomorrow night at 6:00~]