Chapter <b>555 </b>
“Do you think Conner will really take the bait?” Za asked.
“He will,” Marve replied with <b>a </b>calm certainty.
“When someone feels disrespected and loses theirposure, they be obsessed with winning. Conner will throw money and energy into it without thinking about the consequences.”
Za nodded, finding Maeve’s reasoning sound.
“By the way, Ms. Scott, there’s another matter,” she added.
“What is it?” Maeve asked, picking up her cup to take <b>a </b>sip of coffee.
“Mr. Hackett’s secretary contacted us this morning about your debut…”
Her statement startled Maeve so much so that she spit out her coffee.
Za looked confused. “Ms. Scott?”
“I’m fine. Go on,” she urged.
Mr. Hackett mentioned that you had <b>a </b>contract with him and suggested you should spare some time to meet at Hackett Group. Instead of joining a group, you could debut <b>as </b><b>a </b>solo artist. The revenue split would be 70-30, with Hackett Group taking therger share,” Za exined.
“Seriously? They’re still talking about the revenue?”
Za, looking a bit troubled, replied, “That’s what his secretary <b>said </b>this morning.”
Maeve muttered under her breath, “Bloodsuckers…”
<b>“</b>Pardon?” This text is ? N?velDrama/.Org.
“<b>Nothing</b>.” Marve quickly replied, not daring to badmouth Levi.
She had thought the idea of her debuting was long forgotten, but apparently, Levi still had it in mind.
Zamented, “Actually, Ms. Scott, debuting could be a good thing. Your poprity is still strong, and it could add another star to Mirage Group.” “Have you
<b>ever </b>seen a CEO take the stage <b>as </b>a star?” Maeve retorted.
Za shook her head in agreement.
“Exactly.” Maeve murmured, “Find a way to excuse me. Tell them I’m too busy withpany matters and dealing with Conner to focus on this.”
“<b>What </b>was that, Ms. Scott?” Za asked, looking puzzled, having not caught Maeve’s words.
Maeve covered her <b>face</b>, feeling conflicted about refusing Levi outright.
Reluctantly, she said, “Never mind. I mean, I have time recently. I’ll follow whatever schedule he arranges.”
Seeing her unexpected willingness<b>, </b>Za couldn’t help but ask, “Ms, Scott, you don’t seem too keen on this, do you?”
“What choice do I have? They have the contract,” she sighed.
“Mr. Hackett treats you very well. Even with a contract, if you really didn’t want to do it, he wouldn’t make things difficult for you,” Za reassured her. “I know,” Maeve responded.
“Then why-”
“That’s exactly
ctly why I feel I can’t let him down<b>. </b><b>Since </b>I’ve agreed, I have to follow through”