Chapter 2019


    Chapter 2019


    Ivy nodded and turned to address Balfour with a courteous, “Mr. Howard.”


    Ah, she was really going all out pretending she did not know him.


    Balfour sighed in resignation, “Ms. Dunhill.”


    Since she did not want to reveal her identity as Mrs. Howard in public, he decided to y along with


    her charade, curious to see how long she would keep it up.


    Thankfully, Colton was already in on her identity and would ensure she was well taken care of on set.


    Balfour’s visit had achieved its purpose.


    “I’ll call you Ivy, and you can call me Colton for convenience,” Colton said, guiding her to the contract


    on the table and pulling out a chair for her. “I oversaw this contract myself. Everything promised to you


    is in writing here. So, you can rest easy.”


    Ivy could tell Colton was genuinely eager for her to take the lead role in “Bad of Valor.”


    The detailed contract tranted all of Colton’s verbal promises into legally binding uses.


    “And… If my performance doesn’t meet your expectations, is that a breach of contract?” Ivy was here


    to make a buck, not lose


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    one.


    Colton flipped to the penultimate page and said, “It says here that won’t count as a breach on your


    part.”


    “Alright, then I’ll sign,” Ivy said, picking up the pen. Yet her gaze inadvertently wandered to Balfour. She


    had never signed a contract before, but Balfour had.


    Catching her nce, Balfour nodded, understanding she was seeking his approval.


    With his affirmation, Ivy’s lips curved into a smile as she signed her name on the dotted line.


    Giselle had been waiting at the door for some time and was growing impatient. After her agent had


    come to hurry her once more, she headed for Colton’s office.


    “Giselle, Colton’s still with a client; you can’t go in there.” The assistant quickly intervened as she tried


    to barge in.


    Giselle was not ustomed to being treated this way, and her expression soured, “I’ve been waiting


    out here forever, and I have other appointments. I just need a word with Colton.”


    Ignoring the assistant’s protests, Giselle pushed open the office door and walked in.


    She arrived just in time to see Ivy signing a contract, too far away to make out the details.


    “Giselle, what brings you here?” Colton asked, surprised to see her.


    She had expressed interest in the lead role in “Bad of Valor,” but her mature image did not fit the


    lively and spirited character,


    so he had turned her down.


    Given Giselle’s understanding nature, he thought the matter settled, but here she was again.


    “It’s about ‘Bad of Valor. I’ve got some thoughts I wanted to share with you, Colton,” Giselle said with


    a smile, turning to Ivy. “I thought you were here job hunting. Shouldn’t you be interviewing with HR?


    What are you still doing here?”


    Ivy nced at Colton, then at Balfour. She already felt disappointed seeing Balfour there, and Giselle’s


    questioning only added to her difort. Deciding to drop the pretense, she dered, “Signing a


    contract to act in Colton’s film. That’s my job.” “What?” Giselle felt a twinge of dread, her gazending


    on the contract in Ivy’s hands. “Ivy, you’re saying you’re going to act?”