Chapter 147


    Chapter 147


    The room fell silent, as people around choked on their responses. The conversation had taken a nosedive, but what could they


    do? The guy was loaded, so he could y by his own rules!


    Kevin chimed in, “By the way, did the lead for ‘Whispers in the Wind‘ get recast?”


    The producer was quick to respond, “Of course not, it’s still Quintessa Young.”


    Tyrone drawledzily, “Oh, it’s still Quintessa, huh? Thought she might''ve been reced.”


    The producer hastened to assure him, “Not a chance. Mr. York personally requested Ms. Young; we


    wouldn''t dare make a switch.”


    Asmirk curled at the corner of Tyrone’s lips, “Really? Didn’t dare, you say? Then why the hell isn’t Quintessa’s name on the


    launch party invites?”


    The creative team got the picture in a sh. No wonder Mr. Tyrone York had called them out for drinks — this was an inquisition.


    And here they were, thinking they were just waiting around for a casual chat. Turns out, he was here to stir up trouble.


    What puzzled them was how the tycoon had gotten wind of the situation so quickly.


    The producer was in a panic, but as a showbiz veteran, he could think on his feet. He quickly ‘offered, “Well, you see, Ms.


    Young’s a neer. Announcing her too early might not sit well with the public. We figured we’d not bring her into the spotlight


    till the movie’s in full swing, better to keep a bit of mystery


    around her.”


    Tyrone scoffed. As a businessman, he''d seen it all. These folks clearly wanted to snag a hefty sponsorship without the stigma of


    selling out. They feared the press would sniff out a deal behind casting a greenhorn, which might tarnish the film’s reputation.


    Basically, they wanted to have their cake and eat it too, but life doesn’t work that way.


    Tyrone cut to the chase, “Don’t y me for a fool. I’m putting my money on Quintessa. You treat her like she’s invisible, like I’m


    invisible. What, you think I’m dead or something?”


    The producer and director went pale, while Quennel kept quiet, nursing his drink.


    Trying to keep his dignity, the producer exined, “Mr. York, perhaps you’ve misunderstood. We''re aiming to safeguard the film''s


    prestige and box office sess. This strategy is also for a more effective marketing pushter on.”


    Tyrone’s lips curled into a sneer, and Kevin let out a dryugh, “I think you''ve got it twisted. The York Financial Group is just


    having a bit of fun with this investment. We don’t give a damn about box office numbers. What matters to us is that you take our


    rmendations seriously. If your attitude stinks, we don’t need to waste any more time with your production.”


    Kevin wasying out Tyrone’s cards on the table.


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    Put simply: Money''s no object for me.


    There''s plenty of fish in the m


    film-making sea. INdwdort y


    pay with bointessa, | can pull my


    funding and go elsewhere. I’m rich


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    Those words tightened the


    producer''s gut. They might have


    looked coin on enemies


    she wa ust gome de ss making it


    big bifa guy''s back. But no matter


    what, they couldn''t afford to lose the


    York Financial Group’s support, not


    when filming was about to


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    The producer quickly backtracked,


    “Our bad, we didn''t think it rough.


    Rest a redwelll ha sure Ms.


    Y6uhly makes a stunning appearance


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