My Husband Is a Gary Stu

Chapter 548

Without hesitation, Cooper invested thirty million in the movie Genevieve mentioned.

The moment Joash saw that somconc had invested in the movie without requesting to have the male lead changed, hic swifily soughi Bruce out. “It must have been an investor Ms. Rachford found! She’s the best!”

Subsequently, he questioned in curiosity, “But Mr. Gable, why did you tell me to contact her back then and not Mr. Dixon?”

All matters pertaining to the company’s artists were under James’ purview.

When Joash discerned from the director’s veiled remarks that the producer wanted to change the male lead, he immediately wanted to phone James. However, Bruce stopped him from doing so.

At his question, Bruce replied mildly, “Because Mr. Dixon doesn’t care about me.”

“But isn’t it the same with Ms. Rachford?” Scratching his head, Joash muttered, “When I phoned her the day before, she said it wasn’t her company alone. But in the next heartbeat, she contacted an investor. Did you make some deal with her, Mr. Gable?”

Undeniably, it was suspicious when the owner of an entertainment company treated an artist with a tainted past so nicely.

“Yup, a carnal deal,” Bruce answered with a smile that didn’t reach his eyes before stuffing the thermos into the man’s hand. “If I’d known you were so talkative then, I wouldn’t have hired you.”

“I’m just concerned about you, Mr. Gable,” Joash muttered, smiling sheepishly.

When he saw that the thermos contained tea, he remarked, “You’ve got to go to the studio at nine o’clock for filming and attend Fantasy Film Festival at eight o‘clock at night, Mr. Gable. As such, you must keep yourself in top condition. Don’t drink tea anymore. I’ll buy you iced coffee to reduce the swelling on your face!”

Having said that, he left in a hurry.

Bruce leaned back against the chair and massaged his temples, feeling exceedingly tired.

He had never thought that he would be living with someone else’s identity one day, much less that he would become an insignificant artist from an influential figure in the business world.

Worse suill, he had no resources because of his negative press, coupled with the fact that he had just switched companies,

He was only filming one movie, yet he was already dead tired.

From the second he opened his eyes cach day, he either had to go through the script or exercise in the gym. When the film crew had made the arrangements, he had to rush to the studio to film.

In the past, he felt that coffee was really fragrant. But the mere sight of it alone nauseated him at present

He snagged his phone from the table. After unlocking it, the picture of a young woman asleep on her side popped up on his home screen.

hair was spread over the snow-white pillow, and her profile was delicate and exquisite. The picture was taken at a close range, so even

her side, she appeared

placed his finger on the screen to keep it from going

found the only chat

Thank

end of the

the studio after buying iced coffee that Bruce received a reply

you for free. You‘ve got

Okay. I‘ll

conversation between them, he couldn’t resist sending another message that read: I‘m on my way to

I‘m waiting for

on a

a film festival in Baykeep tonight? My friend rang me

film festival’s venue, but seeing that Genevieve had said as much, it was probably

to say, we‘ll

turn for the better. He texted: I‘ll also

which, Genevieve replied: See you

a whole wheat bun.” Joash handed Bruce a

WhatsApp, he glimpsed the picture of

Chapter 548

thirty million in the movie Genevieve

requesting to have the male lead changed, hic swifily soughi Bruce out. “It must have been an investor

he questioned in curiosity, “But Mr. Gable, why did you tell

to the company’s

remarks that the producer wanted to change the male lead, he immediately wanted to phone James. However, Bruce stopped him

question, Bruce replied mildly, “Because Mr. Dixon

“When I phoned her the day before, she said it wasn’t her company alone. But in the next heartbeat,

it was suspicious when the owner of an entertainment company treated an artist

with a smile that didn’t reach his eyes before stuffing the thermos into the man’s hand. “If I’d known you

concerned about you, Mr. Gable,” Joash muttered,

and attend Fantasy Film Festival at eight o‘clock at night, Mr. Gable. As

he

and massaged his temples, feeling exceedingly

he would be living with someone else’s identity one day, much less that he would

resources because of his negative press, coupled