Chapter 929


    “What did you just say? You want a has-been like her to star in your movie?” Caylie froze and gaped


    incredulously at Ashlyn.


    Ashlyn swept a gaze across the astonished crowd. “What’s wrong? Can’t I do that? I’m still the


    producer who oversees the entire production, and Greg’s still the director. Is the lead actress in such a


    film crew worthy of that gown of yours?”


    “But… the movie has even yet to begin shooting. No one knows how it’ll fareter at the box office.”


    Caylie felt a little uneasy. Ashlyn’s idea might prove useful to alleviate the damage done to their


    branding for the time being, but no one could tell what the future had in store for them.


    “I’m going to tweet about this right now.” Ashlyn turned on her phone and went on her Twitter ount


    to make an official announcement about theunching of her new film, True Magnate, with Cindy cast


    as one of the two female leads. She even tagged Cindy and Greg on the tweet.


    During the interim, Greg had just arrived at the auction hall when he heard the sound of Twitter’s


    notification. Baffled, heunched the Twitter app, only to be left even more dumbfounded at the sight.


    Huh? An official announcement of a new movie? Why’s Cindy the female lead? Are you kidding me?


    A good-for-nothing bimbo like Cindy only had a knack for drawing public attention, not to mention trying


    hard to get acquainted with those top producers.


    One must have a death wish to cast her in a movie.


    What on earth is Ms. Berry thinking?


    Gregpletely broke down.


    Enraged, he clenched his phone and rushed toward Ashlyn frantically. “Ms. Berry, how could you pick


    Cindy of all people? She’s inept at acting and has got nothing to offer!”


    Watching Greg fly off the handle like that, Ashlyn unwittingly let out a chuckle. “People can change, you


    know. We’ll go with it first and give her an audition. It’s still not toote for you to go through the roof


    later.”


    Listening to Ashlyn’s words, Greg had no choice but to suppress the boiling rage within and check his


    phone.


    At that moment, his Twitter profile page was flooded with countless tweets from his fans and avid


    netizens alike.


    A person wrote: Director Maxwell, is it true that you’re going to star Cindy in your movie?


    Another read: I heard she’s Mr. Nn’s mistress!


    Someonemented: How could a piece of trash like her be the lead actress in Producer Berry’s film?


    One of theizens even dered: I won’t have it! I’ll boycott her!


    Greg merely skimmed through the tweets without replying to any of them. On second thought, he


    retweeted Ashlyn’s post to mean tacit agreement.


    After all, Ashlyn had not once disappointed him.


    Since she had personally selected Cindy, he reckoned that she must have a reason for doing so.


    Cindy, for one, was even more confused than Greg.


    It was as though a good deal had just fallen into herp.


    Before she even had the time to react, she alreadynded the starring role in Ashlyn’s uing film.


    How’s this possible? I’m not dreaming, am I?


    Terry was in seventh heaven, hugging Cindy tightly in his arms.


    “This is incredible! I can’t believe Producer Berry picked you to star in her film! Ah! Lady Luck must


    smile on you! Instead of finding fault with you, she’s offering you resources. I knew you were born to


    shine, Cindy! You’ll shoot to stardom for sure! People will finally see how you’ve been working your


    socks off.”


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    Cindy was still in a daze, yet she found herself almost suffocating from Terry’s embrace. “T-Terry, let me


    go first. I can barely breathe.”


    Only then did Terry realize that he had lost hisposure. Immediately, he loosened his grip on the


    woman.


    With emotions welling up in his chest, he zipped toward Ashlyn and bowed deeply at her. “Thank you


    so much, Producer Berry! Thank you for giving Cindy a chance.”


    Ashlyn regarded the man with an arched brow. “Be sure to guide her well.”


    Not another word came from her after that. The next second, Lucas showed up with a bunch of


    evidence in his hands and flung them right at Sharon’s face.


    “This is the chat history between you and the fashion studio.”


    Sharon crouched down and looked at the so-called evidence before shaking her head and denying,


    “No, this can’t be. You all must’ve fabricated these.”


    There was no way she would confess to such ims, not in the presence of so many celebrities and


    influential individuals from the film industry.


    In fact, that would be thest thing she would do.


    Should she admit it, the entire film industry would cklist her, and her future would be ruined.