Who did he think he was?!
âIâm the Best Actor-to-be at this yearâs Golden Bull Award!â Jay was furious. He glared at the director fiercely and hissed between gritted teeth, âYou call this a valid reason?â
He didnât understand. Why? Who exactly was he? How did he coerce the least corrupted director in the industry into losing his bottom line? âBest Actor at the Golden Bull Award?â The man sitting beside Eliza let out a chuckle. âNot necessarily, right?â As soon as he finished speaking, the chief director promptly caught on that Jay no longer stood a chance to be crowned Best Actor. He snorted coldly and instantly grew apathetic toward Jay. âTo the best of my knowledge, the final results of this yearâs Golden Bull Award arenât out yet. âDo you really consider yourself a candidate for Best Actor?â He turned toward the chief scriptwriter and ordered, âWeâll make changes as this gentleman sees fit!â Then, he glanced at Jay indifferently. âIf you have objections, you may pay the liquidated damages and leave! âThere are many other actors who would die to take your place!â Jay was petrified. After all, the chief director had personally come to his home and invited him to be part of his new series. He even mentioned specifically his potential as the next Best Actor at the Golden Bull Award. Upon hearing that he wasnât fond of Eliza, the chief director even went up to Tom in person and threatened him to fire her. For no apparent reason, his attitude suddenly shifted so thoroughly within a couple of days. At this thought, Jay narrowed his eyes and turned to glare at Beau. âWho exactly are you?â Beau feigned ignorance. In a gentle movement, he handed a pen and a piece of paper to Eliza. âDonât hold back; create the scenes you wish to act in.â The chief scriptwriter stepped forward and nodded in agreement. âThatâs right, Miss Lawson.
Go ahead and write down everything. Iâll make changes according to your wishes.â Eliza couldnât find her tongue.
She was aware that Mr. Valentine had an immense influence.
But this was still beyond her expectations. She didnât think that he was so powerful that everyone in Parson Media licked his boots. Feeling the intense gaze of the chief scriptwriter, Eliza couldnât let the words flow from the tip of her pen. She shifted the piece of paper toward her and passed her the pen. âI think itâs still better if you do it. âI canât really think of anything.â
The chief scriptwriter looked up at Beau helplessly. âYouâll do it, then. âGet rid of the intimate scenes.â
The chief scriptwriter nodded furiously and cautiously noted down his request. Once she was done with that, she turned and left without a second to waste. Since the script was to be rewritten, there was no need for Eliza and Jay to sync up about their important scenes anymore. Eliza stood up and said, âIf thereâs nothing else, Iâll excuse myself for now.â âIâm leaving too!â Jay stood up and breezed past Beauâs chair. He headed straight for the door and offered, âEliza, Iâll drop you home.â Eliza frowned and tossed a glance at Beau without moving. âSheâs not going with you.â 2 Jay gritted his teeth. âHow would you know?â The man calmly rose to his feet, sidestepped Jay, and walked out with long strides. Since the beginning, he had never once laid his eyes on Jay. It was as though he simply viewed him as an insignificant mass of air. âCatch up.â
The manâs deep, icy voice sliced through the air. Startled, Eliza scurried up to him. When she passed by where Jay was standing by the door, he took the chance to seize her by the arm. âEliza Lawson, youâre starting to look down on me more and more now. âNever forget that I have evidence of your dirty deeds!â
She froze for a split second. Recovering from her stance, she looked at him with a sneer. âJay, if I were you, I wouldnât threaten me with what happened five years ago. âDo you think youâre the only one who has evidence of what happened back then? âDo you want me to uncover all the details of every penny of mine that you have spent in the past five years? How about I reveal it to everyone in the entertainment industry?â She gnashed her teeth and warned in a low voice, âI suggest that you stay in your place and drop the idea of threatening me with the past. *Otherwise, I donât mind âfightingâ you to death. âEven if I do get into trouble, Mr. Valentine will have my back. Can Madeleine protect you from anything at all?â
With that, she flung herself free from his grasp and chased toward the direction Beau had left.
Jay stood rooted to the spot and watched her trail after the man eagerly. He clenched his hands into fists by each side. Back then, Eliza would never speak to him like that much less treat him so coldly! It seemed another man had indeed occupied her heartâ¦
âThank you.â Sitting in the back seat, Eliza pursed her lips as she fixed her gaze on the hem of Beauâs trousers. âIf it werenât for you, I would still be syncing up with Jay on those scenesâ¦â âGet ready.â The man glanced nonchalantly at the document in his hand as he continued in a distant voice, âMy father caught the news of you two yesterday. Your photos were basically everywhere. âHeâs rather dissatisfied with this matter.â
Eliza gulped silently. She bit her lip. âIâm sorryâ¦â Yesterday, she hadnât noticed anyone sneaking pictures of the two when she was discussing the script with Jay. Never would she have thought that things would take a turn for the worse⦠His father⦠must be a stern man, right? âDo you know what would have happened if I didnât show up today?â The man threw the documents at her. âThey have a draft for their latest article ready.â Eliza hurriedly picked up the document and flipped through it. âBreaking news! Jay Carr and Eliza Lawsonâs relationship has bloomed rapidly. Did Eliza seduce Jay or not?â âPerhaps Madeleine Robinson is the one whoâs wronged. Lawson and Carr arenât even keeping a low profile.â
âWho suits Jay Carr better-Eliza Lawson or Madeleine Robinson? Iâd say Madeleine.â
Eliza stared at the drafts in the folder and felt cold sweat seep out from her skin layer by layer. If Beau hadnât turned up at the company today and stopped those photos from being taken, they would have spread like wildfire along with every last word in these articles. Her fingers tightened around the folder, and she could feel her heart drumming in her chest. Yesterdayâs news content was relatively non-
invasive. In fact, she didnât even think too much about it-she took it as Jayâs attempt at diverting media attention away from Madeleine so that the spotlight would be snatched from her. However, it was now as clear as day that these were only excuses. His true intention was to twist the intimacy between them in Madeleineâs favor so that she could be seen in a new light. To this day, the two of them were still hoping to trample her under their feet and use her as a stepping stone! At this thought, Eliza dug her teeth into her bottom lip hard. Why couldnât they just free her? Was it just because she was good-tempered and didnât fight back much? Was that why they treated her like a fool and used her as a garden tool? When she was of use to them, they would try to coax her and get on her good side. When they were done with that, they would squeeze out every last ounce of her remaining worth. âItâs no use being angry.â
Beau turned to her, his obsidian-like eyes emotionless. âThereâs only one reason others set you up so unscrupulously.â âYou are too weak.â His words slammed into Elizaâs heart like a hefty hammer. She looked up at him in a daze. Beau raised his hand and caressed her moist lips with his fingertips. âTo them, youâre merely a weakling that they can bully at will. âIf you wish to avoid being bullied and framed in the futureâ¦â He retracted his hand with a smile. âGrow stronger so that you can crush them under your feet.â