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"I thought you said you ran Summit Pictures? How come they're ignoring you? Not so tough now, huh?"
"Where's all that arrogance? Cat got your tongue now?"
The group from Summit eyed me for a moment before slowly approaching.
The legal representative, Mr. Clark, adjusted his black-framed glasses, a faint smile on his face.
"Sir, may I have your name?"
"Oh, never mind. You've damaged the reputation of our lead actress. The compensation starts in the tens of millions. A cease-and-desist is already on its way."
"I order you to apologize to our client, Ms. Evans, immediately!"
I looked at him with a cold, mocking laugh. "Who do you think you are? How dare you order me around?"
"You're fired! Get out of my sight now, or you'll regret it!"
Earlier, the head of legal had already informed me. I'd told him not to intervene—I wanted to see how many more rotten apples were in the company.
Letting these small fries who wanted to cozy up to Vivian come was the perfect chance to clean house.
The live stream viewer count had surpassed ten million. The comments on the large screen continued to roll, filled with mindless attacks.
