Chapter 908 Penalty For Breaching The Contract


    “We''re one team. Of course we should go together.”


    With that, Weston and the rest of the group followed suit.


    When Donald arrived at Violet Pavilion, Mario was sitting on the director''s chair, discussing with the


    assistant director how they were going to shoot the next scene.


    “Hey, who are you? Who let you in here?”


    While Mario was instructing two actors, Donald barged through the attempts of the staff to hold him


    back as he confronted the former.


    “Mr. Mario Cousteau?”


    “I am he. Who are you?”


    Mario was around thirty years old. The fact that he became a famous director at such a young age


    was a testament to his skills.


    “I''m from Dragon Fide Entertainment, and we have reserved Violet Pavilion for filming beforehand.


    Can you tell me why you didn''t seek our permission before you took over the set?”


    Donald''s words instantly sparkedughter among Mario''s crew.


    “Who the hell do you think you are toe here spouting nonsense? Since when does Mr.


    Cousteau need your permission for using this ce?”


    With Roman Riquelme speaking on behalf of Mario, thetter maintained his silence and allowed


    his subordinate to deal with the problem.


    As a famous director, Mario was naturally not a fool.


    He would definitely not get into open conflict with Donald until he was certain of thetter''s


    background.


    Otherwise, if pictures of him striking Donald were to be taken by the paparazzi, it would damage his


    movie''s reputation.


    Faced with Roman''s brazen tone, Donald sniggered. “Are you iming that permission to use the


    set isn''t needed?”


    “That''s right. That''s exactly what I meant. If you''re upset, you should take this up with the


    management of Violet Pavilion. Let''s see if they''ll side with you.”


    No soon had Roman spoken than Gina, the person in charge of Violet Pavilion, ran over from afar.


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    Gina didn''t recognize Donald but knew who Weston was.


    She first approached Mario and apologized obsequiously, “I''m really sorry, Mr. Cousteau. I didn''t


    expect the matter to escte to this extent. This is my mistake. I''ll fix it at once.”


    Mario simply gestured for her to resolve the matter quickly.


    Turning around, Gina recovered the haughty expression on her face and scolded, “Mr. Tanner,


    what''s the meaning of this? You might be a new director, but it''s still no excuse to be not aware of


    the industry rules.”


    “Gina, my crew has a very tight schedule. If we can''tplete shooting our scenes here this week,


    we won''t have time to do so the next week.”


    Oblivious to Gina''s condescending tone, Weston began to share his difficulties with her, thinking


    that thetter would be gracious enough to empathize with his situation.


    Little did he expect her to snort in response. “How can you, a new director, not know that you need


    to show your seniors any respect? Instead, you keep harping on the fact that you have a tight


    schedule. There''s no way someone like you can produce a good movie. You''re nothing but a piece


    of thrash.”


    Arms folded, Gina continued, “At this very moment, Dynasty Studios officially annuls our contract


    with you. Now, get lost and stop interrupting Mr. Cousteau''s filming.”


    Weston flew into a fit of rage at Gina''s words.


    “How can you indiscriminately cancel a contract that we have signed?”


    “What''s the big deal? We''ll just pay the stated penalty. It''s not like we can''t afford it.”


    At Gina''s cue, a staff member brought over a box.


    Gina subsequently opened it and poured all the money inside at Weston''s feet.