You are all bad women! Don't come over!

Chapter 597 - 578

"Long time no see, dear Galina, you're as beautiful as ever."In the living room, Vasiliyevich warmly stepped forward to embrace the enchanting woman before him.

Angelina Mikhailovna Alexandrova was once the most successful actress nurtured by Vasiliyevich.

She had an angelic, exquisite face, with golden hair resembling the morning sunlight and lake-blue eyes glimmering like rippling waves.

Back in her days on the screen, she had many nicknames, such as "Roman's most beautiful woman," "the woman closest to an angel," "God's finest creation," etc.

Though nearly forty now, she still holds her charm, appearing to be a stunning young woman not even thirty.

"How have you been lately?"

Vasiliyevich smiled as he handed the red tea to Angelina.

"It's been absolutely awful. Haven't you heard? These past months, Kajiena has almost gone crazy, ready to turn the entire country upside down! The family has been thrown into chaos, you didn't see it, but last month, the child held a sword to Peter's and Dmitry's throats, threatening to bury her father and uncle alongside her lover!"

Angelina took a deep breath, eyes full of fatigue, and started venting as she received the red tea from Vasiliyevich.

"Hahaha, I bet Dmitry and Peter must be regretting it now. I think they should have chosen a gentler approach back then, rather than how it is now."

"...Do you also believe that this matter is the Alexandrov family's doing?"

"Isn't that what they say?"

Angelina's mouth twitched slightly, then she rubbed her forehead in dismay: "If I say it has nothing to do with us, would you believe it?"

Vasiliyevich blinked, picked up the red tea, and gently blew on it: "To be honest, I don't quite believe it. I know you bear no malice towards the child and have helped him, but Peter and the Marquis might not think the same, maybe they did it quietly, without your knowledge."

Angelina's temples throbbed with veins, feeling agitated: "No, no one did such a thing!"

"Hmm, hmm, I understand your emotions over these months, just stay calm."

"Your eyes clearly show disbelief!"

Angelina was somewhat exasperated, she slammed the teacup onto the table, gritting her teeth, yet helpless.

Although she and Peter have long ceased to have any marital feelings, she now carries the Alexandrov surname, as a Countess, as a member of the Alexandrov family. Naturally, she refuses to accept this unjust accusation!

While she knows her husband wishes to shred Shen Mochen to pieces, given his current significant status and with Catherine's staunch protection, neither Peter nor Dmitry would harm him so crudely. For Catherine's mighty machete makes anyone shudder.

Moreover, Shen Mochen's itinerary includes meeting the Alexandrov family, who planned to use this opportunity to have a good talk with him. Even if they intend to act against him, it would have to wait until after the negotiations!

Yet it leaves Angelina in tears without a way out, as no matter how the family explains, others believe Shen Mochen's plane crash cannot be detached from the Alexandrov family. For they have the most motive.

Now, the Alexandrov family has been turned upside down by Catherine, even Yupi Country's covert pressure is increasing by the day, and the Royal Family sends inquiries every so often… Right now, no one wishes more than the Alexandrov family to uncover the truth!

"Please understand, belief is beyond my say." Vasiliyevich smiled.

"So, why did you call me here today? To interrogate me regarding your male lead?" Continuing this topic, Angelina grew increasingly vexed, her voice rising a bit.

Damn it, damn! Not only is there no clue about the perpetrator, but Shen Mochen's whereabouts are also still unknown!

The area around the plane crash is nearly scoured, yet Shen Mochen's DNA sample remains unrecovered, hinting at a slim chance of survival. Perhaps this is why Catherine hasn't yet killed her father.

"Of course not, I'm neither a politician nor a cop, just an old filmmaker." Vasiliyevich shook his head, showing a faint smile, "Galina, I invited you today, primarily to reminisce as old friends, and perhaps ask for a small favor."

Upon hearing this, Angelina's face eased slightly, then she sighed: "Go ahead. But something that moves you to personally ask surely isn't trivial. Yet, I'm recently overwhelmed, afraid I might not manage."

Vasiliyevich laughed heartily: "Rest assured, it's nothing difficult for you. Do you remember our agreement?"

"What agreement?"

"I hope you can star in the last film of my life."

Angelina was taken aback: "Oh… that matter, right. I did say that… but didn't you say before hoping that boy would be the lead? Now… have you found a new lead?"

Vasiliyevich nodded vigorously, his voice slightly high: "Yes, that's right. I've found my most crucial male lead, preparations including the venues are about to be completed, you know, I started this preparation six months ago!"

Angelina slightly furrowed her brow. Although she hasn't seen Vasiliyevich's script, judging by her understanding of him, she doesn't believe such a meticulous and old-fashioned filmmaker would so quickly replace Shen Mochen with a perfect candidate. After all, Shen Mochen is "the boy kissed by God."

"I didn't expect it to be at this time… but you know, I've been retired for quite a while… and recently, the matters within the family have been truly…." She hesitated.

"You are the most talented actress I've known, I believe you can do it well! As for the current troubles, leave them temporarily to your husband and Marquis Glanjin."

Angelina sighed, her posture relaxing slightly: "Your lead is truly set, who is he?"

"Time flies, Galina. I remember the first time we met, it was twenty years ago, wasn't it?" Vasiliyevich sipped the red tea, his gaze lingering, looking out the window.

"Yes, back then, I was only sixteen. I knew nothing, while you were already a renowned director." Angelina paused briefly, then replied.

"Yes, you were the age of Little Kaka now, yet already wise, in this respect, Little Kaka surely inherited from you. Haha, I recall back then I was seeking a female lead, while you stood amongst the crowd, calm and certain, gazing at me, as though the role was surely yours..."