Chapter 1572:

“Mr. Sanderson, would you consider joining our company’s self-produced variety show?”

“The one that lost over a billion?” Clint asked, his voice still gentle.

Tiffany was momentarily stunned by his words and then let out a laugh, her voice dropping to a tone only they could hear.

“It’s much more than just a few billion.”

Devonte’s financial troubles went far beyond the billion-dollar mark. If the damage had been limited to that amount, he wouldn’t have needed to scramble in bed with…

Breezeland’s conglomerates, engaging in the murky underworld of the entertainment industry.

Tiffany’s words failed to make even the slightest ripple in Clint’s expression. He had already picked up a thing or two about Devonte from Brenton.

But when Devonte cheerfully claimed that it was just media hype and eagerly invited him to join the show, Clint turned Devonte down without a second thought.

Clint not to rush and that the whole project could be adjusted to fit Clint’s schedule. Furthermore, Devonte promised not to pursue Tiffany for breach of contract and said he

Devonte’s words, Clint showed no reaction. He seemed satisfied yet completely

the phone and ended the call abruptly. She then said to Clint, “I have evidence

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an explanation with

we’re involved, making my plan easier. Sorry for using you.

think we’re involved? We are involved!” Clint

he was still there for her, waiting for her to give him a shot. Did she, with all

swayed slightly. Maybe, just maybe, being with Clint could mean

the Sanderson family villa, Harlee, fresh from a nap with Felix, picked up her phone and

out when Aldrich’s whining filled her

figure out what I had erred on to deserve the neglect. Listen, isn’t the sea breeze howling really loud? I miss you

he spoke, he sniffled, his voice

himself a thumbs-up. The hours spent binge-watching TV dramas were paying off as his acting skills

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