Chapter 687: Chapter 687



Fannie met her gaze steadily. “You said it yourself—it’s in the past.” Her voice was calm, her composure unwavering. “Things change. Believe me, if I still had feelings for him, we wouldn’t be having this conversation.”

“Are you afraid of something?” Judie pressed, her eyes narrowing with sudden intensity, as though searching for something deeper in Fannie’s response.

“If you were genuinely forthcoming, you wouldn’t hesitate to sign the contract with me. Your avoidance only deepens my suspicion that there’s something undisclosed between you and Bobby,” Judie said, her voice laced with accusation.

Fannie paused for a moment, carefully choosing her words. “You’re at a pivotal moment in your career. Whether it’s your own hard work or Bobby’s influence that has paved your way, it’s crucial you seize this opportunity to elevate your professional standing.”

Judie folded her arms defiantly. “What exactly are you implying?”

“I’m suggesting that jeopardizing your career over a fleeting romance is unwise,” Fannie explained, rising from her chair with an air of finality. “Given your youth, I won’t take this personally. Now, I must ask you to leave.”

If Judie were to simply walk away, Fannie knew Bobby would reprimand her for not handling the situation more adeptly.

In a dramatic gesture, Judie swung her legs onto the table, her posture defiant as she declared, “I’m not going anywhere. If you won’t agree today, I’m prepared to stay right here!”

Fannie checked her watch with a hint of impatience. “Suit yourself.”

“What?” Judie blurted out, clearly taken aback by Fannie’s dismissiveness. “Hey!”

Ignoring Judie’s protests, Fannie strode to the door and exited the conference room.

Outside, the boss was waiting for her.

“How did it go? Did you manage to settle things?” he asked, his tone eager but wary.

Fannie sighed, rubbing her temples. “I simply can’t manage it.”

Judie was resolute about switching agencies. Truthfully, any new agency would likely prove more advantageous for her, but as a partner, Fannie had to consider the broader implications for the firm.

She tapped the boss on the shoulder and suggested, “Why not reassign her to a different agent?”

“I’ve already proposed that, but she’s adamant she wants you. I tried to convince her otherwise before you arrived, to no avail. Fannie, you know the situation.”

You don’t manage many artists, and although we have invested, the returns have been meagre. What do you think?

Fannie remained resolute, her decision firm despite the pressure. Earlier, she might have considered the proposal, but now, with the realization that Judie had set her sights on her, there was no way she could go along with it.

The boss’s assistant entered the room, visibly flustered, carrying coffee for Judie. She quickly came back out, panic written across her face.

“Oh no! I just overheard Judie crying on the phone with Bobby, accusing us of mistreatment!”

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