Mr. Ford Is Jealous

Chapter 172

“Me?” Stella did not even realize he was talking to her. 

After she snapped back to attention, she said in disbelief, “I’m just here to accompany Ruby for the audition, and don’t have any prior experience. I definitely don’t belong to associated professions either” 

The director cut her off mid-sentence, “I know, I heard about your background from the assistant. You are a dance teacher, aren’t you?” 

Stella nodded as the director went on, “The barriers to entry in acting is considered low. Many outstanding actors began from nothing. I was the one who groomed last year’s best male actor from scratch. He started out with zero acting experience, too.” 

Bradley Lane was known to be an eccentric, albeit famous director. However, having been in the industry for long, he had long learned how to sweet-talk and be persuasive. He said as convincingly as he could, “As much as the entertainment circle isn’t as aggressive as it was before, many people find a lot more things from it than from elsewhere. Be it reputation, status, or money, it will far exceed what you can ever imagine earning as a dance teacher.” 

Stella understood his point perfectly well. 

heedlessly toward any attractive opportunity that fell from the sky.

the industry, and she knew herself too well.

I do not think that I have talent in this area.”

a wave of his hand, he said, “This is my contact details. Contact me anytime after you think things

tough to manage. Now that he finally

schedule had to be pushed back, and what he needed to do next was

them through post-production, which would only be less impressive on the

find a candidate for the supporting female role that

he entered the industry, and naturally would hate to tarnish his own reputation. This movie was a mega production. He would never choose to do shoddy work which would be clear in the viewers’ eyes. At the sight of Stella taking her leave with Ruby in tow, Bradley decided that he would not give

immediately caught the hint and after walking Stella to the door, he asked, “Do you want to try it one more time? Are you in a hurry to get home?” Stella glanced at her watch, hesitating at