Randy and I were like light and shadow.
He didn't even know I existed, but I watched his life every day. We went to the same elementary school, middle school, and high school.
Since I was older, we had never crossed paths. I skipped grades fast, while he skipped classes constantly.
Since Enoch was a famous entrepreneur and a board member of the schools, the principals didn't dare complain.
In the end, Randy coasted to his diploma.
I despised that, believing a slacker like him could never amount to anything. But to my shock, he ranked first in his grade. He was even the top scorer in three subjects on the college entrance exam.
That made my jealousy burn hotter.
He was born with everything, and the Osborne family revolved around him. He had the world's most legitimate claim as Enoch's son and would take over one day.
Me? I used to have Annette, but now even she was gone.
For a while, I blamed everyone and the whole world. The more hate I felt, the calmer I appeared.
Enoch once said, "Keep your emotions hidden. That's how you stay unreadable and protect your true identity."
I always did that well.
After college, I followed Enoch's plan for me and entered the entertainment industry where I shot to fame.
The only thing worth noting was that she was Juan Nichols' wife. Otherwise, she was useless to me.
When the door opened, she looked at me strangely. Her eyes carried pity and guilt.
I thought that look suited me better. After all, I was using Frazier Entertainment to build my ladder to the top.
The day I became a movie star, they would face a media and public backlash. In two years, they'd go bankrupt.
Debra greeted me warmly, but I didn't feel like talking. She was attractive, but the world was full of pretty women.
I assumed she just wanted to keep me or something, so I stayed cold.

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