Chapter 59 Hannah's irritated expression froze on her face.
Lara’s jaw dropped, her mind went blank.
Estrella and the actress, who had not spoken, had a misty expression.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtIn the dead silence, Luke's light laughter was particularly clear as he said, “Selena is now the biggest shareholder of Olympus Group, and she alone has the final say on everything from the script to the cast of the play you are auditioning for today.” In a flash, Hannah and Lara's faces stiffened.
Luke gave Hannah a glance, his tone was quite gloating, “Miss White, this floor of Olympus Group is now Selena’s territory, not to mention that she just spilled your coffee, even if she kicked you out, no one would dare to say anything, as for Miss Hodge—" Lara’s face went white, and her body froze.
Luke asked with an icy, dangerous tone, “Do | need you to dictate what kind of person Olympus Group wants to use?” A dense chill seeped down Lara's spine and she shook her head in a panic, “No, no need, | was wrong, please forgive me, Mr.
Jordan.” Luke made a “tsk” sound, his slender body leaned towards the table, he was so suave and elegant, smiling, “Since you don’t think Olympus Group is to your liking, you can leave now.” Hannah and Lara's faces changed abruptly.
Olympus Group’s has long since made the word that it will be a key resource for the second half of the year. Whether it is the production team or the cast, it may be difficult to find another existence in the entire entertainment industry that can stand alongside it.
They had received a section of the script, which was indeed good and was a resource that had the potential to be a big hit. If not, they wouldn't have waited here so early in the morning for the audition.
Now, before the play has even started, they've offended the people in charge of the show first.
Hannah's face was pale as she stood still, subconsciously she wanted to glare at Selena, but held back hard. Under the strong fallout, she surprisingly didn’t know what to say for a while.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmIt was still Lara, who had little background, bit her lips and said in a low voice, “Sorry, Selena, it's my fault, | shouldn't have insulted you, please forgive me.” Selena frowned, her face was bland.
Hannah saw this, her heart thumped, she clenched her teeth, holding back the burning heat on her face, barely squeezing out her voice, “I'm sorry, Selena.” Selena’s fingers tapped on the table and all eyes were focused on her.
Selena smiled faintly, her clear gaze skimming over the faces of the four actresses one by one, her eyebrows bland, “Have you read all the scripts | gave you?” The other three looked at her nervously, not daring to make a sound.
“Yes.” Estrella subconsciously replied.
“I wrote this script myself, I'm a very picky person, everything has to be perfect, and | guarantee that she'll be a hit on the premise that she has to be fully committed to the role. If she’s just treated as a play, and she’s a different person in and out of the play, not bringing any emotion to it, or even reading the script casually, then there’s absolutely no point in wasting time.
The four actresses’ faces changed suddenly, somewhat resentful, but with no way to refute.
A good screenwriter is always demanding of the work he has put his heart and soul into.