Chapter 1441: Chapter 1441

Chapter 1441:

“Brenton, can you scout a reputable director for me?” she asked, bubbling with excitement.

“Lee, you’re not planning to dive into showbiz yourself, are you?” Brenton was taken aback. If Harlee wanted to enter the entertainment sphere, Brenton knew he could pave a smooth path with his resources. The real question was whether Rhys would approve—rumor had it he was less than thrilled lately.

“No,” Harlee began, sending her script to Brenton for his critique.

“What do you think? It’s intriguing, right? You must secure a top-notch director for me!”

Brenton reviewed her script with a critical eye. He was astounded by her talent. The screenplay was nothing short of spectacular.

“Absolutely, I’ll ensure we get an outstanding director. And if they’re hesitant, I’ll make it worth their while!” Brenton promised enthusiastically.

Harlee’s eyes sparkled.

“Brenton, you also think it’s good?”

Intrigued, Brenton asked, “Who else likes it?”

“Rhys,” Harlee replied nonchalantly.

“Brenton, how do you feel about casting Clint and Tiffany as the leads?”

Brenton’s eyebrows shot up. It was exactly what he had been thinking! It was high time Clint found a partner to bring home. Brenton considered Harlee’s suggestion to be spot-on.

Brenton hesitated, unsure.

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“It’s a good concept, but implementing it might prove difficult.”

“Why do you say that?” Harlee asked.

Brenton explained, “Mom and I think Tiffany is ideal for Clint, but unfortunately, she doesn’t seem to take an interest in him.”

He left unsaid that since Clint’s awkward confession, Clint and Tiffany had seldom shared a stage or performed together.

“No worries. I’ll handle it!” Harlee exclaimed confidently.

“I’ll convince Tiffany. It’s my debut script, and I can’t have it spoiled by poor casting. She’ll surely agree!”

Brenton nodded.

“Alright, I’ll talk to the director.”

Brenton could already see that the drama would not only bring substantial commercial value to the Sanderson Group but also bring Tiffany closer to Clint. Just take a look at how many kissing scenes there were—more than he could count on both hands!

Harlee then dialed Clint’s number.

After they discussed the script and its storyline, Clint quickly asked about the lead actress.

“Harlee, have you considered anyone for the female lead?”

Quick to understand his hint, Harlee raised an eyebrow and said, “I haven’t. Do you have anyone in mind, Clint?”

Clint cleared his throat.

“I think Tiffany is excellent. She’s skilled and won’t mess up the production.”

He added, “Primarily, it’s because actresses of Tiffany’s caliber are generally older, and those who are the right age lack her expertise.”

Harlee couldn’t help but smile knowingly. Oh, Clint’s timidity was legendary. Despite nearly a decade of acquaintance with Tiffany, his advances had faltered. Now, as Harlee faced her own imminent motherhood, Clint’s romantic life seemed to be regressing. Was he fated to remain single forever?

As Harlee was about to confirm her approval, a sudden sharp pain gripped her stomach. She gasped, clutching her hand tightly. It seemed to be just false labor pains.

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