Female Novel
Chapter 184
Violet's heart waged a final battle as she stared at the contract sprawled across the oak table. James stepped forward, with a pen in hand, and extended it towards her with both hands. "Ms. Sullivan, please. By signing this, you could secure ample resources for Ms. Quintessa Young. No one will dare snatch her roles anymore. In the entertainment world, she'll be untouchable."
His words pierced through Violet's resolve. There would be no more stolen roles for Quintessa.
Ever since Quintessa returned, the past two months had been anything but peaceful for her. Every role was a struggle, a battlefield of auditions and politics.
Quintessa had invested too much, constantly scheming to secure parts.
Violet recalled Quintessa's ambition to stand at the pinnacle, and to crush those who had belittled and humiliated them under her heel.
This was their shared dream. Violet's grip on the pen loosened.
Watching her finally sign, James breathed a sigh of relief. Thank goodness, it was done.
Otherwise, he'd be back to doing the dirty work, which, as a man with a conscience, he found repulsive.
With the contract signed, James quickly snatched it up and slid a check across the table to Violet. "Mr. York says fill in whatever amount you like."
Violet's gaze was a tangle of emotions as she considered the check. After a moment's struggle, she scribbled a figure and pushed it back to Tyrone.
"Mr. York, I'm signing this under duress and for the sake of giving Quinn a better environment. But anyway, doing this behind her back is a betrayal. I can't accept your money."
Tyrone glanced at the check. There, in bold, was a single '1'.
Violet had filled in just $1.novelbin
She stood and bowed respectfully to Tyrone. "Quinn isn't a toy to be trifled with. If Mr. York truly cares for her, please don't hurt her. No matter what happens, I hope for an amicable parting. Good day." Tyrone's expression iced over. Amicable parting?
He hadn't even started, and she was already talking about ending things?
It seemed she had no faith in them, as if she was convinced that they were doomed from the start.
But the next second, Tyrone's lips curled into a smile. He hadn't considered the end himself, so why should he care about others' expectations?
Exiting the room and sliding into the driver's seat, Violet let out a scream and pounded the steering wheel. "I've never been so damn principled in my life! Quintessa, you better take this rogue down a notch. Make him pay, or we're the ones who lose out."
Tyrone looked at the $1 check. "Seems that she's been influenced by quintessa. Keep it."
James pocketed the check. "And this dollar?"
Tyrone stood up. "Give it to her."
"Turns out, her manager ends up saving me the money I've spent on Quintessa."
To Tyrone, the amount of money didn't matter. His goal was met.m Quintessa was now under the wing of York Financial Group.
More precisely, she was Tyrone's.
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