Son-In-Law Madness

“Mr. Campbell, you've misunderstood. Since we're businesspeople, it's only natural that we desire to make money.”

Teagan turned his head toward Gina, who was standing at the side, and bellowed, “What the h*ll are you still doing standing there? Get your a*s over here!”

Gina never expected Donald to possess such great influence and extensive reach.

She ran tremblingly to Donald, her voice choked with tears as she said, “I'm sorry, Mr. Campbell, I really didn't know you were a friend of Mr. Fountain. If I had known earlier, I definitely wouldn't have acted this way.”

Before Donald could say anything, Teagan landed a hard slap across Gina's face.

“What kind of nonsense are you talking about? Is this how I've taught you? Did I teach you guys to discriminate against others? What exactly is going on here? Explain it to me clearly!”

Gina, who was slapped, dared not harbor any resentment and could only humbly recount the events to Teagan.

After hearing everything, Teagan realized that the whole situation was indeed exactly as he had previously speculated.

He suppressed his anger and said to Gina, “After all, you are an employee of Dynasty Studios. I am giving you another chance now, so handle this matter properly!”

Although Teagan had a bit of a fiery temper, he was someone fiercely protective of his subordinate by nature.

He voiced this with the intention of having Gina handle the matter once more, in the hopes that Donald would choose to overlook it out of respect for him.

Naturally, Gina understood Teagan's intentions. She quickly bowed to him and said, “Thank you for giving me another chance, Mr. Fountain. I promise I will perform well in the future and will not let you down.”

After saying that, Gina turned around and walked over to Mario.

“Mr. Cousteau, according to the agreement we previously signed with Dragon Fide Corporation, they have the right to use Violet Pavilion for the next week. I'm really sorry for the inconvenience, but could you please have your crew vacate the premises?”

Although Mario didn't say anything, his expression betrayed his displeasure.

Being a well-known director, he had spent numerous years in the film industry, visiting countless film and television studios of various sizes. Yet, today marked the first instance he had ever been asked to leave.

Refusing to back down, Roman retorted, “Ms. Gina, what's the meaning of this? You were the one who told us we could use this venue, and there's always been an unspoken rule in our circle. You better think clearly about Mr. Cousteau's status in the industry. Can this nobody even compared to him? If you dare to kick us out of Dynasty Studios today, we guarantee that renowned directors won't set foot here again in the future. Well, what do you think? Do you want to give it a try?”