Chapter 71 Wd

• Jenna's POV
• The club was loud and deafening and for the first time in a while, I was bored and sick of it. I watched with a disdainful gaze as my castmates and other celebrities indulged in alcohol, drugs, men/women and strippers. We were celebrating the wrap-up of the shooting of my new movie, but I could not get my mind off of the bratty, smartass that I had met earlier in the day, the one that called herself my daughter's new cook… or was it, nanny? I was not even sure anymore.
• A male stripper danced close to me, his junk bouncing up and down right in front of me. He turned around, showing me his detectable ass, making me chuckle slightly. However, I did not play into his hands. I would have if I hadn't been in such a bad mood.