Conquering Fears in Love

Well, it made sense. A famous director didn't need to cooperate with someone as scandal-ridden as me.

I flicked my hair. "I know I'm young and beautiful, and, normally, you can't take your eyes off me. But adults need to learn self-control."

He immediately shifted his gaze away from me and stared intently at the table next to us.

Everyone knew Adrian liked Renee.

But unrequited love was a common tale.

Owen whispered something in Renee's ear, making her blush from her ears to her cheeks, unable to hide the smile in her eyes.

Under the table, their legs were touching, the atmosphere between them growing increasingly intimate.

The fans shipping them were ecstatic.

It was okay.

The sweeter they were now, the harder they fell later.

I finished my meal, a smirk forming on my lips. "The unfavored one is always restless, and the favored one is always fearless."

Adrian shot me a quick glare.

I raised my voice. "Thanks for the special invitation to witness your love. I'm constantly reminding myself not to avoid it."

I played the role of a rebel to perfection.

The comments exploded.

[Lucia is too much!]

[Poor Adrian. Lucia is rubbing salt in the wound. Is she even human?]

[Feeling bad for Adrian. Lucia supposedly likes Owen, but she doesn't seem jealous at all, just happily eating.]

[She's just putting on a brave face. Without the cameras, she'd be all over him.]

Adrian hurriedly reached out to cover my mouth, but I dodged and pointed to the roses on the table. "Hand me those roses, and I'll leave right now. I won't bother you three anymore."

He looked puzzled. "What do you need them for?"

I looked up at the sky. "You wouldn't understand. I need them for a bath. These days, money is hard to earn. Save a bit where you can."

After successfully getting the roses, I dashed off to my beloved sea-view room.

The comments were filled with question marks.

[That's... it? That's not what I expected.]

[Lucia is quick on her feet. She's got something.]

[It's just some tricks, exploiting loopholes in the rules. Nothing to be proud of.]

The room was top-notch, with carpets, sofas, air conditioning, and a bathtub.

After a while, the doorbell rang.

All three people showed up.

Renee looked at me with big, pitiful eyes, biting her lip. "Lucia, could you let Adrian have this room? He's been sick and can't stand the wind."

I crossed my arms and looked at her with a half-smile. "So, you're suggesting I go sleep in a tent by the sea, let him have the bed, and ignore the director's rules?"

At my words, Renee's eyes immediately reddened, her voice becoming tearful. "I asked the director, and he told me to discuss it with you. It's all my fault for being too dumb to complete the task with Owen. Otherwise, they could've stayed in one room."

Tears streamed down her cheeks like a waterfall.

Her pitiful look could move anyone.

The comments exploded.

[Poor Renee. Doesn't Lucia have any sympathy? She knows Adrian is sick and still won't give up the room. How heartless!]

[So disgusting. Can Lucia just leave the show? She's so classless. Renee is crying because of her.]

[Hey, dumbass. Even as a bystander, I can't stand it. If you're so generous, why don't you give up your room? Bunch of moral police!]