Mason’s agent was taken aback. “I can’t shake the feeling that this person looks somewhat familiar.”
Mason was also surprised. After watching Sandra and the man enter the elevator, he remarked, “It seems to be Lisa’s top assistant.”
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The agent exclaimed in shock, “He seemed quite respectful toward Sandra, didn’t he?”
If that was the case, the person Sandra was meeting could very well be Lisa. Lisa, the acclaimed director they had long sought after. Acting in one of her projects could secure a comfortable retirement.
Mason had worked tirelessly for that opportunity, but today, it seemed, was not his day.
Lisa had mentioned that a decision still needed to be made by a friend. Could that friend of Lisa’s be…
Vincent’s assistant said, “It was rather gentlemanly, don’t you think? Perhaps the assistant was just running an errand and happened to cross paths with her.”
Vincent nodded, “Agree.”
In reality, he had been quite worried, dreading any connection between Sandra and Lisa. But his words felt more like self-consolation.
Mason smiled, “I was under the impression you’d be thrilled if your sister had a connection with Lisa.”
Vincent snorted coldly, “Do you still have time to meddle in my family affairs?”
“We are colleagues, after all. I’m just concerned about you.”
“Then thank you,” Vincent replied, his tone terse.
Mason smiled, “You’re welcome.”
Vincent felt choked with anger. He turned and walked away in frustration.
Mason watched Vincent leave, the smile on his face slowly fading. His hands involuntarily clenched into fists.
L?tτ cнαρτ?rs ιn glov?l?.
His agent, Archie, said, “Don’t worry, Mason. I believe Lisa favors you more.”
Mason shook his head. “Lisa’s assistant was respectful to Sandra. I’m going to lose.”
Archie frowned. “I’ve postponed all my appointments for today. I’ll just wait here.”
Mason disagreed, “Why are you so persistent?”
Mason slowly unclenched his fists. “If I miss this opportunity, I might regret it for the rest of my life.”
“Alright,” Archie muttered.
As Sandra went upstairs, Lisa quickly hugged her. After chatting for a while, Lisa adjusted her gold-rimmed glasses and slowly turned to the matter at hand. “I heard that Vincent is your elder brother?”
Vincent worked under a pseudonym in the industry, so few were aware of his real name. Yet Lisa knew. Her intelligence sources were formidable.
“You’re rich now; can you be my sugar mommy?” Sandra said nonchalantly as she nibbled on cherries.
“No, you gotta work hard, bitch,” Lisa replied, grabbing her iPad and opening the audition video. She waited for Sandra to finish eating before passing the iPad over to her. “Take a quick look and help me choose.”
Sandra massaged her temples. “It’s been a long time since I’ve directed. I’ve forgotten it all.”
“Just pick!” Lisa insisted.
Sandra had no choice but to take the iPad. There were dozens of stars at the audition. By the time she finished, it was already dark.
“Rory Gutierrez isn’t bad. He’s very adaptable,” Sandra commented.
Lisa agreed, “And your brother?”
Sandra checked her notes. “He’s perfect for another role.”
As a greasy scion, Lisa couldn’t help but laugh.
“Are you aiming to make him a star or retire him from the industry?” she teased.
“If he plays the role well, the character’s later transformation could sustain him for life,” Sandra replied calmly.
Lisa pursed her lips. “So, you do care about your brother.”
“I’m just saying,” Sandra responded, “If he has the ability to make money for me, why should I refuse? But even so, I must have a backup ready.”
Lisa understood her well. “If he can’t figure it out, it’s his problem.”
After a pause, Lisa asked, “And Mason?”
Sandra smiled. “The backup I mentioned is Mason. Their acting styles are surprisingly similar.”
Lisa’s mirth was evident. “Your plan is malicious.”
Sandra set the iPad aside. “I’m such a genius.”
Lisa laughed heartily. “I’m really looking forward to seeing the two of them together.”
“Be professional. You’re the director, not a gossip girl.”
Lisa winked. “The gossips in the circle pale in comparison to the juicy stories you provide.”
“I’m hungry now. Wasn’t it you who invited me to dine?” Lisa asked.
Sandra grinned. “You get married without telling me, so you should pay!”
As she spoke, Lisa tossed money at Sandra, along with a contract for a share transfer.
All in all, they were worth 500 million.
“Are you kidding me?” Sandra asked, glancing over the contract.
Lisa chuckled. “You’ve always denied my gifts. Now I’ve finally found a proper excuse to give them since you’re married.” She continued, “If you have children, I must prepare a grand gift for them.”
Sandra shook her head. “It won’t happen.”
“What do you mean?”
“I mean I won’t have children. I’ll be divorcing in a year.”
Lisa asked, “Is it because Mr. Cooper is impotent?”
“Don’t be ridiculous.”
Lisa’s interest was piqued. “So he satisfies you a lot?”
Sandra said, “Let’s go dine.”
“Dining isn’t as important as your sex.”
“Lisa.”
“Spill it!”
Sandra was about to respond when her phone began to ring. She glanced at it. “Alright, it’s Mr. Cooper calling.”
Lisa fell silent. “You’ve been out only a short while, and he can’t stand it?”
Sandra answered the call, only to find out something had happened to the Coopers again. “I can’t join you for dinner this time.”
She hung up, preparing to leave.
Lisa looked truly disappointed. “So, husband beats bestie?”
Sandra said, “No.”
“You take me lightly.”
Sandra replied, “You are not light at all, you are remarkable.”
“If I’m that remarkable, perhaps you should introduce me to your husband?”
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