Female Novel
Chapter 332
Poppy spread the towel and took a closer look while fumbling for something. Suddenly, she found
something hard hiding in the soft towel.
Her towels were all internationally famous brands of excellent quality.
Since they were thick, things hidden inside could be ignored easily.
Poppy was shocked. Ignoring her bleeding arm, she wondered what had been hidden in the shower
towel.
She strode out of the bathroom, checking the towel carefully under the light. After squeezing it carefully,
she saw several sharp tips.
Those needles were hidden inside her shower towel. Poppy was scared, seeing her blood on two of
them.
Her pupils constricted.
Poppy had never expected someone to play such a dirty trick to deal with her.
Then she recalled the woman who secretly intruded into her room at midnight several days ago.
Suddenly, there were several knocks on the door.
"Who is it?" Poppy frowned on alert.
"It's me, Poppy," Sylvia answered outside.
Poppy immediately relaxed and hurriedly opened the door.
Seeing Sylvia, she felt aggrieved and called her in a broken voice, "Sylvia..."
Sylvia arched an eyebrow, wondering what had happened.
Five minutes later, looking at the hidden needles in the shower towel, she looked solemn.
"Let's check other things."
Seemingly Sylvia gave her much courage and confidence. Poppy nodded, feeling secure.
As long as Sylvia was with her, she wouldn't fear anything.
"How disgusting."
Sylvia grabbed the facial towel in the bathroom and pressed it gently. Then she found something hard--
a metal.
She carefully pulled out something from the towel and showed it to Poppy.
"What? A razor blade?" Poppy exclaimed, gaping at the razor blade in disbelief.
It sparkled coldly under the light.
Her heart sank. Poppy wondered who wanted to harm her.
Sylvia decisively squeezed all her belongings and pulled out all the hidden razor blades from the
towels.
Several towels were cut through by them.
If Poppy's face was cut by them, the consequences would be unimaginable.
'How vicious!'
Sylvia pressed the pillow and took off the pillowcase. A bunch of drawing pins were found.
"I never sleep on the pillow. If I did, my head would be damaged." Poppy gaped at the pins, which were
more than a dozen.
If she lay on the pillow, they would sting her simultaneously, just like she had been pricked by the
needles in the shower towel just now.
Sylvia worriedly checked everything in Poppy's room.
"Other things are safe. I only found them in the towels and pillows," Sylvia remarked, looking at the
razor blades, needles, and drawing pins.
Her heart sank, a chill rising in her spine.
She was sickened by the dirty tricks.
"Poppy, you cannot stay here any longer." Sylvia called Mark and Vaild with a stern look. "Help me buy
an apartment nearby the film and television base. Three bedrooms or two bedrooms would be fine.
Must be ready to move in. Hurry!"
"Why do you want a new apartment?" Vaild asked leisurely.
"Stop talking nonsense. Do as you're told. If you lack money, ask Logan for it." Sylvia then ended the
call.
Poppy was still frightened. Looking at those things, she paled.
She couldn't imagine what would happen if she were injured by them.
"Sylvia, according to Franklin's investigation, Gianna Krause drugged me last time. Do you think this
also has something to do with her?"
The fear made her teeth click.
She wondered how much the person hated her and how vicious the person was to have done this.
"We don't have evidence, so stay calm." Sylvia darted a glance at the wounds on Poppy's face. The
redness had faded slightly, and there were some prints.
"Sylvia, I suspect her. Earlier, she drugged me and argued with me in the restroom," Poppy insisted in
depression, "She could have drugged me. Why couldn't she do this?"
"Are you injured?" Sylvia looked at her up and down and noticed the blood beads on her arm. After
checking on it, she said, "It shouldn't be poisonous. If so..."
Fortunately, there was a first-aid kit in Poppy's room.
Sylvia opened it to find the gauze and dealt with Poppy's wounds, which were tiny. They had stopped
bleeding.
"Just two or three wounds. It's not severe."
"Thank you, Sylvia. It's so sweet of you." Poppy looked at her gratefully, awkwardness appearing on
her face. "I was too rude to you in the past. Please forgive me."
"You've changed a lot compared to your past." Sylvia beamed at her. "After the apartment is bought, I'll
call you. Don't stay here anymore."
Poppy felt indeed lucky to have a wealthy sister-in-law that spoiled her.
Sylvia directly bought an apartment to let her move in.
Although Poppy was the daughter of the Maskelyne family, she received allowances from Franklin.
After running away from home, she had to rely on herself sans taking any penny from her home.
Therefore, she was poor.
If her movie could become a blockbuster, she could receive a lot of bonuses in the future.
As a green hand, her salary was also low.
Besides, she had only received half of it and would receive the rest after finishing the filming.
After a few days of filming for the movie, she fell in love with acting.
She was amazed by acting in different roles.
It wasn't just an exciting experience for Poppy, but she had understood life more intensely.
She wished to act in more roles instead of stopping after finishing this movie.novelbin
Relying on Franklin and being a daughter of a wealthy family was not bad, but she felt better about
having her own career and realizing self-worth.
She wanted to be like Sylvia, who had a better life with more choices.
Recalling her life before, such as having the high-tea, shopping, chatting about skincare, and
discussing the actors with other celebrities, Poppy felt it was too meaningless.
She had wasted a lot of time in her life.
The more she thought about it, the more she believed Sylvia was the lighthouse in her life path.
Without hesitation, she hugged Sylvia tightly. "I love you, Sylvia."
Sylvia was shocked. This was the first time she had been hugged intimately by a girl, so she felt
awkward. Embarrassment appeared on her face.