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Cordelia paused. The owner of the voice dashed over to the middle-aged man beside her. Said man smiled warmly but rejected the friendly hug and only shook hands.

The newcomer also seemed to be of status. Otherwise, the assistant would not look timid when she saw him.

“I didn’t know that you were coming and didn’t get to welcome you! Heh… Mr. Smith, you’re here for…”

“For the exclusive interview.” Mr. Smith took a step back and stood next to Cordelia reverently. “Ms. Jenner, this is the person in charge of the studio and Neil’s manager, Shane Campbell.”

Shane prodded his glasses as he scanned Cordelia with a complex gaze.

“Our Ms. Jenner is just hoping for a chance to conduct an exclusive interview with Mr. Harris but is stopped by this assistant of yours constantly. I saw it all just now!”

Mr. Smith spoke with a smile but what he said felt like a stone thrown at them.

“If you don’t want the exclusive interview for Mr. Harris, it’s fine. But Wattz Media is a subsidiary of the Hamerton Group, and the group allocates billions of dollars to us for development purposes each year.

“I guess Mr. Harris’ team isn’t keen on small production companies and small investments like this.

“In that case, the new films that Wattz will be producing won’t consider working with Mr. Harris!”

Shane panicked upon hearing that and seeing that Mr. Smith was about to leave with a hand stretched to let Cordelia walk in front of him. He glared at the assistant and hurried to catch up.

“Mr. Smith, hold on!” Shane chuckled. “E-Excuse me, my apologies! Have we offended Ms. Jenner somehow? We hope you can forgive us!”

Mr. Smith turned to bow at Cordelia. “Ms. Jenner, what’s your say?”

answered softly, “I just want to make an

say, “No problem, I’ll get it arranged

“Someone said that our girl doesn’t deserve to interview Mr. Harris and asked her to look

“Oh.” Cordelia nodded.

warmth leaking from his deep eyes as he held

The interview outline you

widened

man in front of her looked kind and honest, not one bit

worry.” Zephyr chuckled. “Mr. Smith

Neil’s studio. She took a deep breath and

assistant snickered as she munched on some nuts. “Why

is full. He’s busy. Why are

a reporter entering just now.” Cordelia remained composed. “And I just want to make an appointment. I hope that Mr. Harris can

him?” The assistant glared and

she could not. The guy

Mr. Harris know that his studio has such a

“What do you mean?”

he knows about it, that says a lot about his character. I wouldn’t mind skipping this interview! If he doesn’t, I’m worried about his future. All his

“You—”

came from farther away, “Mr. Smith!” Books Chapters Are Daily Updated Join & Stay Updated For All Books

to the middle-aged man beside her. Said man smiled warmly but rejected the friendly hug

seemed to be of status. Otherwise, the assistant would not look timid when