Dear Ex-wife Marry Me

Chapter 1135

Cornelia’s move left everyone on the backfoot, but Maja had to admit that it had paid off. Cornelia’s online popularity had skyrocketed, putting her on par with top–tier Hollywood actresses.

With a slight sigh, she waved her hand dismissively.

“You’ve worked hard filming abroad, Cornelia. Take a couple of days off I’ll have Elvis arrange a new script for you”

Cornelia nodded and respectfully exited the room.

After she left, Maja massaged her temples, only to be interrupted by Zoey’s entrance. Her injury was healing, and she had just been discharged from the hospital

“Mr. Pennyfeather” Zoey began. “we’re meeting with Director Drew tonight. He hasn’t disclosed who the other investor is, but he said we’ll find out when we get there. Also, he hasn’t revealed our involvement to the other investor”

The project they were considering was a major movie! Initially, only one company was set to invest, but Maja had used her mentor’s influence to secure half of the investment opportunity

The script was too good to pass up and the project was estimated to cost around $30 million, with Maja and the other investor splitting the cost

However, the other investor was likely less than thrilled about her involvement, if it wasn’t for her intervention, they could’ve secured the entire investment and reaped ten times the profit

her company. Some of the partners that had been poached were slowly returning. and

“Alright, we’ll meet him at

Cornelia had chosen to walk a risky path, intentionally leaking her

one. Facing constant criticism, a single misstep could

ex, who had committed suicide overseas, a tragedy that went unreported.

Pennyfeather, Zoey said, “1 saw determination in Cornelia’s eyes. She’s not a child, and she’s willing to take responsibility

was indeed worried about Cornelia’s mental state.

for her future roles. Cornelia’s path was extreme, and if her next role wasn’t striking enough, it would be impossible to clear her

Zoey accompanied Maja to the

arrived early, with Director Drew and the other

few minutes later, Director Drew arrived. He wasn’t late Maja was just early.

“Director Drew”

to her feet, greeting him with

a 40–year–old who had directed several major national events, was

movie in two years, and Maja had read the script. It was magnificent and grand, and with the right investment,

conversation, the door swung open and Maja heard

a few

stiffened, surprised flickering in her eyes

the door, with a frail–looking