Chapter 63: Don’t Provoke

The agent, seeing the situation, hurriedly inquired, "How’s the contact going? What kind of response did Mr. Johnson give?" Facing the assistant’s concerned gaze, Nell Sue, full of anger, replied with a trembling voice, "That guy is truly an old fox! All he did was shower Clara White with praises! I feel like there’s some unspeakable motive behind this!" Hearing this, even the agent, who was also very worried, couldn’t help but feel surprised. He remembered that this big boss had previously shown a keen interest in their family artist. "But in the past, Mr. Johnson seemed to appreciate you quite a bit." Upon mentioning this, Nell Sue’s expression immediately turned even more grim. "That’s true, but now he’s turned around and started praising someone else. Isn’t it obvious? It’s like indirectly giving me a slap in the face." After taking a deep breath, Nell Sue said with a determined yet slightly bitter tone, "I think there’s no room for maneuver in this matter now. The role of the female lead was within easy reach, and yet it was snatched away by some guy who came out of nowhere." The agent, seeing this, pursued further, "Shouldn’t we continue to fight for the role of the third female lead? After all, there’s still a chance to work together." Though still extremely annoyed, after calmly thinking for a moment, Nell Sue chose to endure and replied, "Of course, we should audition for this role! Why not? It’s said that George Taylor has been finalized to play the male lead. And according to the script, he and I will have quite a few scenes together." "On the surface, George Taylor gives off an image of being refined and polite. But in reality, he’s very picky about his performance during filming. If I can surpass the so-called female lead with my solid acting skills, maybe I can secure more performance space and seize this opportunity to suppress newcomers who win solely based on appearance. I must do well in this battle, otherwise, won’t I be as good as being torn apart alive?!" Nell Sue, who was originally confident that the lead role was hers and had already schemed to stop the competition from Alice James and Emily Roen, found it unbearable when Clara White effortlessly took the prize. She couldn’t reconcile with it in her heart. This blow was undoubtedly a huge setback for Nell Sue, as she had already given up so much for this role. This contradiction has escalated. It’s not just a conflict between her and Clara White, but the atmosphere of the entire team has become tense as a result. Everyone is secretly gauging the changes in the situation, speculating about what might happen next. After coming back, Nell Sue conducted an investigation on Clara White and discovered that she was indeed a complete newcomer, not even having a basic introduction online. In such circumstances, being chosen as the female lead is truly astonishing. Nell Sue felt even more unbalanced and was filled with caution towards her. She didn’t know what means Clara White used to be chosen by the production team to play the leading role. This point especially puzzled and disheartened Nell Sue. She silently resolved that once she joined the group, there would be plenty of opportunities to deal with this new opponent and she had to defeat her completely. In such a mood, she spent the day. In the middle of the night, after Clara Bennett told the news about her successful audition to her brothers, she went to sleep, but William Foster was still busy, not resting in that spacious villa. At night, the Foster family estate remained brightly lit, with people coming and going in a constant stream, preparing all sorts of items for the upcoming major event. At this moment, Zam was engrossed at the desk, carefully writing lines of golden text with a brush on the fiery red invitation, detailing each gift to be presented. These carefully selected gifts had actually been in preparation starting weeks ago. Although organizing a wedding was not a difficult task for a family as deeply rooted as the Foster family, since William Foster insisted on celebrating with a solemn and complex ceremony of ancient times, every step had to be handled meticulously without any carelessness. Especially the gift part, which had to be packed in red wooden boxes to show importance, making the whole process quite intricate, only now being completely settled. At this moment, Daniel Wright, who was in charge of overseeing all matters’ progress, hurriedly returned to the residence, and inquired softly to William beside him, "Mr. William Foster, are you very anxious to be working so late?" Upon hearing this, William Foster gently adjusted the delicate cufflink on his wrist, his expression calm yet revealing determination, answered, "If it were you getting married, wouldn’t you feel anxious too?" This sentence left Daniel Wright speechless, not knowing how to respond for a moment. He opened his mouth, but ultimately dared not say another word. Indeed, no one wants to delay their big event for some unnecessary reasons. After all, at this moment, everyone hopes to fulfill their wishes smoothly. Arthur Davis, seeing that the situation was not right, couldn’t help but sweat for Daniel Wright, hurriedly pulling his arm and whispering, "Wright, don’t provoke Mr. William Foster, he doesn’t seem to be in a good mood today. What if you anger him? If you get beaten or scolded, it’ll be trouble." Daniel Wright forced a bitter smile and whispered, "I thought now was the sweet time for Mr. William Foster and the young lady, why would he be in a bad mood...?" Before he could finish speaking, William Foster’s cold voice interrupted him, "Arthur Davis, if you don’t want your loose tongue to stay in your mouth, why not consider donating it for others to use." Hearing this, Arthur Davis immediately bent over, sincerely apologizing, while holding a knife in front of him to show commitment, "Sorry Mr. William Foster, you can cut off my tongue if you like. I really didn’t mean to disrespect you." William Foster looked at the fearful figure in front of him and didn’t really want to harm anyone, just said coldly, "It’s not advisable to shed blood before marriage, consider yourself lucky this time. But remember, if you dare to speak foolishly without discretion again, I’ll make sure you’ll never speak again." After issuing these warnings, William Foster glanced at the uneasy-looking Daniel Wright beside him, frightening the latter into quickly turning around and leaving this place in a hurry. Normally, Mr. William Foster treats everyone very well and is tolerant, but in certain moments, when he truly gets angry, the intimidating force is enough to make people dare not act rashly and even instill fear. In fact, it wasn’t Clara Bennett throwing away the flowers that angered William Foster.