Chapter 7 Bought and sold like a commodity

A while later.

Lucasta almost cried when she saw Clara's back from afar. She used to think her mother didn't love her, but back then, she thought maybe Clara was just a bit cold, and her expression was a bit stiff. Lucasta always believed that there was no one whose mother did not love her child.

"Mommy." Lucasta timidly called.

Clara turned to look at her, examined Lucasta for a moment, and then assessed. "You look pitiful."

Lucasta forced a smile and sat down across from her. For a moment, she didn't know what to say to her distant mother.

"Is it okay for a while?" Clara asked.

"Still fine." Lucasta's eyes were sad; she lied even though she hated lies before. "Don't mind the news on the internet, after a while; it will disappear. When things settle down, I can film more movies to make money, and I will definitely send a lot to you."

Clara didn't mind; she smirked. "I don't feel well again; you're much thinner than before; eat this." Clara pushed a cup of hot soup in front of Lucasta.

"Is this very expensive?" Lucasta looked at the delicious soup, and her stomach began to boil.

"It's not your money, just eat it, then I'll give you back your money to live on." Clara took a sip of water.

"Thanks, Mom." Lucasta was happy in her heart.

During the whole day, only Lucasta ate. Clara did not touch anything on the table. She was constantly ordering food and giving everything to Lucasta; at a glance, everyone would think she loved Lucasta very much, and she felt so too.

But the truth is only Clara knows what she's doing.

Eating the third course, Lucasta suddenly felt extremely sleepy; her eyes narrowed even though she didn't want to, Lucasta wondered. "What's going on?" She repeatedly hit her face or pinched her thighs, but it didn't work; the sleepiness grew stronger and stronger.

"What happens?" Clara asked coldly.

"Suddenly, I feel very sleepy," Lucasta said; she still didn't understand what was happening to her until she saw Clara's strange smile and the figure of a man standing behind her. By the time Lucasta figured it out, it was too late; the sleeping pills were already in her body, and Lucasta collapsed on the table instantly.

"Lucasta, are you okay?" Clara shook Lucasta's shoulder, but she was fast asleep.

"She is so beautiful." The man behind Clara marveled.

Clara took out a lipstick from her bag and painted her red lips. "I'm sure he will like this gift, make sure to pay me in full." After saying that, Clara got up and left, leaving Lucasta with the strange man.

He called a few more juniors to come and put Lucasta in the car in an unconscious state.

...

The first rays of the day slowly peeked through the window, and the coldness of the night was changed by the warm sunlight. The harsh sunlight shone on Lucasta's white face, the scorching heat waking Lucasta from her nightmare. Reflexively, Lucasta covered her eyes with her hands; when she wanted to sit up, she was startled to find that a pair of strong hands were hugging her waist. The bad thing was that she and he were both naked, and both clothes were thrown away. Everywhere in the room, it was the most explicit demonstration of how passionate they were last night.

The sleepiness had stopped completely; Lucasta was now more awake than ever, staring at the man sleeping beside her.

Lucasta's head was about to explode; she frantically covered her mouth and wondered. "In the end, what happened? Where is Mom, and why am I here?"

It seems that the man was disturbed and woken by Lucasta; he narrowed his gray eyes and stared at Lucasta; the next second, he wanted to hug her and sleep again.

Lucasta jumped when he heard the man's voice. "I don't think you're that passionate, you're such a wonderful girl."

Nausea and contempt welled up in Lucasta's chest; she smacked the man's hand and shouted. "Get away from me, pervert!"

The man looked surprised; his eyes narrowed as he watched Lucasta. After he sat up straight, Lucasta got a good look at the man's face. She couldn't help but exclaim in her heart that this was the most handsome man she had ever met, even more, beautiful than a famous star like Athelstan. This face seemed a bit familiar; Lucasta tried to remember where she had seen him before.

"What did you just say, I'm perverted?" The man frowned.

Lucasta was absorbed in thought without hearing the question of the strange man; her face was full of contemplation, and she suddenly shouted. "Andrew Louisa,"

Andrew Louisa is the name any actor who hears will tremble; he is a tycoon in the entertainment world. It is rumored that his power is so vast that a snap of his fingers can engulf a rising star's career, so there is no daring to offend Andrew. She had also heard Athelstan mention, Andrew before and showed great respect to him. Word of mouth, any young actor, wants to climb into his bed in exchange for lucrative resources. But he has never had rumors with anyone. Perhaps because his power was so great that no one dared offend him.

Lucasta saw Andrew at the premiere of a famous movie the year before; he was the leading investor in that movie. And working with him is Lucasta's top dream.

Andrew didn't understand what Lucasta was mumbling about; he reached out his hand to touch Lucasta's shoulder and wake her from her panic. However, it was made worse when he startled Lucasta, and she punched Andrew hard in the face.

Lucasta used to respect Andrew very much because he was also a man of integrity with a very professional working attitude. Everyone who had come in contact with him said that he had an outstanding personality and never got angry with anyone.