Phoenix Rising: From Heartache to Heroism

Chapter 103 Life is Full of Twists

"Hattie, your connections in the entertainment industry are unmatched among us classmates. I really look up to you!"

"I am absolutely a huge fan of your mom! Do you think you could bring us a signed photograph next time? It would mean the world to me."

Hattie was thrilled to hear this. "Oh, don't mention it, we're all pals here. I'll definitely introduce you to them later!"

Gillian added, "You know, having close pals is crucial for a better tomorrow. We're really lucky to have friends like Lena and Hattie, it's like a blessing for us!"

Candy nodded in accord.

Their words subtly hinted at something.

Looking over at the table occupied by Violeta and Kaylee, they remarked with a hint of cynicism, "Certain individuals seem fated to be together, perhaps they won't ever come across such chances again in their lives!"

Zelena advised them, "We shouldn't talk negatively about others, especially if they can hear us."

Hattie confidently interjected, "For those from less privileged backgrounds, chances to thrive are few. Some are already lucky to share our classroom. They might not even be on the same path as us in the future!"

The individuals indirectly mentioned were Violeta and Kaylee.

Hattie's words reached nearby tables.All text © NôvelD(r)a'ma.Org.

It was a calculated effort to stir up trouble and spoil their meal.

Violeta placed her cutlery down and stood up. "You're right, Hattie. Life is full of twists. Today, they're classmates. Tomorrow, they might as well be your stepmother."

Kaylee laughed softly, "Absolutely, the future is full of surprises."

Her words seemed ordinary, but in reality, she was subtly hinting at Hattie's mother being a third party in a relationship.

Those oblivious to the context overlooked the underlying message, but those privy to the situation quickly caught onto the deeper significance of Violeta's words.

In a fit of anger, Hattie rose to her feet and demanded, "Violeta, what are you implying by that?"

Violeta shot back, "Exactly what I said."

Violeta continued, "You're absolutely right. One's background truly holds immense significance. In ancient times, it was the legitimate child who held the highest status, followed by the princes and nobles. Even the children born to servants knew to keep a low profile. It's such a simple principle, yet some people fail to grasp it."

It seemed rather paradoxical that someone who should keep their background low-key was openly displaying it in the cafeteria.

Hattie's cheeks turned red with fury. She seized her lunchbox and stomped away.

The argument between them drew the gaze of the film crew and the teachers who were with them.

"Hattie! Why all the noise in the cafeteria? Can't you enjoy your meal quietly?"

Hattie faced them, feigning a smile. "Miss, I was simply ... "

"If you weren't causing a disturbance, then go back to your seat!"

Hattie subtly rolled her eyes. If it weren't for the dread of school repercussions and the threat of her parents finding out, she wouldn't have complied with a mere teacher in her typical manner!

She resumed her seat, overwhelmed with embarrassment.

She cast a quick glance at the film crew members before approaching. "Mr. Carson! Mr. Howell! It's been some time since we last met, back in Harbor City."

A hush descended upon the cafeteria, and Hattie's voice echoed throughout the first floor.

Someone gasped softly and murmured, "Oh dear, she's acquainted with the crew members? And even the scriptwriter, Wade Howell?"

"Who's that freshman? I don't recall seeing her before, but she's quite pretty, isn't she?

"I heard she's a transfer student in performing arts."

"Amazing, she's gutsy to go up to them. She must be close with them to be that self-assured."

Hattie approached Wade with a poised smile. "Mr. Howell, how are you?"

Wade gazed at the woman in front of him, took a pause to remember, and then realised she was Hannah's daughter.

"You must be Hannah's daughter," he commented.

Waylen Carson was the first to remember Hattie's identity.

Hattie beamed warmly, "Yes, Mr. Carson, you have a good memory."

Considering Hannah's prominent status in the entertainment realm and her numerous achievements, individuals in the industry tended to treat her daughter with a certain level of deference.

Waylen grinned, "So you're also enrolled at Toland University. What's your field of study?"

Hattie answered, "I'm pursuing a major in performing arts."

Waylen nodded in approval, "Wonderful. Your mom is an outstanding actress, so I have no doubt her daughter is equally gifted. Maybe we'll have a chance to work together in the future."

The bystanders couldn't help but feel a twinge of envy towards Hattie upon hearing this.

It was remarkable how she had already captured the notice of a director so early in her academic pursuit. Such chances were uncommon for the majority.

Hattie felt gratified by the admiration she garnered from those nearby. She smiled and replied, "I would be delighted to collaborate with the crew in the future."

Peeking at Wade next to her, she said, "I anticipate the opportunity to work together with you."

Wade merely responded with a subtle smile, opting to keep his thoughts unspoken.

Portraying his movie wasn't a task

taken lightly. He was never one for verbal commitments, whether they were mere theatrics or hollow promises. He chose instead to

respond with silence, a resolute gesture that brooked no ambiguity.