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Chapter 389 In this soâcalled nationwide selection for trainees, Hackett Entertainment had already decided that only Cathy, Wendy, Dorothy, and Maeve would truly be murtured.
Maeve had known all along that the entertainment industry y was merely a plaything in the elite.
However, she hadnât expected even the nationwide selection to be predetermined.
That evening, Maeve returned to her apartment and collapsed wearily onto the sofa.
Just a visit to Hackett Entertainment today had left her feeling that Hackett Group was truly extraordinary.
It was just a subsidiary entertainment company, yet its operations were so proficient.
Otherwise, how could her small company lead newcomers into the entertainment industry and expand international business on its own?
Maeveâs phone rang as it displayed an incoming call from Bryce.
She answered the call as she felt exhausted, âHello?â
âI heard youâve signed with Hackett Entertainment.â
Bryceâs voice carried his usual lightâhearted smile.
âYeah,â Maeve replied, sitting up. âIâm starting to regret having you sign with Mirage Group now.â
âWhyâs that?â
âIf you had joined Hackett Entertainment, you wouldâve had an Incredible future ahead.â
There was a brief silence on the other end before Bryce spoke again, âDonât forget about our agreement. Iâm only your partner.â
âHow could I forget? I donât plan on letting anyone else have you. Youâre my moneyâmaker, and youâre staying in my pocket.â
A soft chuckle came from the other end of the line.
âDid you call me this late just to ask about that âIâm going to Hackett Entertainment tomorrow.â
Maeve frowned, then turned on her phone and put it on speaker.
She carefully examined the schedule Bryceâs manager had sent her. âThereâs no mention of Hackett Entertainment in your itinerary, Why are you coming?â Her tone was filled with suspicion.
âMr. Hackett has called me personally. He wants me to teach you guys about the hard rules of the entertainment industry.â
âUgh, Levi again...â
Wasnât the head of the Hackett family supposed to be super busy? Maeve wondered.
Why was he so obsessed with her?
Maeve rolled her eyes in exasperation. âIf you come after me during training tomorrow, youâre dead.â
With that, she hung up the phone.
The next morning, before dawn even broke, the doorbell rang. When Maeve opened the door, several women in business attire walked in. âMs. Scott, Mr. Hackett has instructed us to help you pack your bags.â
âPack my bags? For what?â Maeve asked, âYou will be staying at the Hackett Entertainmentâs trainee dormitory from now on.â