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Susan chuckled and said, “Anyway, I still have to thank you. If you need any help in the future, feel free to ask.”

Mr. Witt was about to decline, but remembering a predicament he was facing, his expression changed and he couldn’t help but say, “Mrs. Landor, I’m sorry, but I actually do have a favor to ask. Could I perhaps have a way to contact you?”

Susan was momentarily taken aback.

Mr. Witt was indeed a character.

Usually, people would offer a polite refusal to such a proposition, even if just as a formality.

But this director agreed immediately.

Some might find Mr. Witt’s approach a bit too forward, but Susan found herself appreciating his straightforward nature. Smiling, she handed over her contact information.

With her contact details in hand, Mr. Witt walked away, quite pleased.

“I’m off to get ready,” Theresa said to Susan with a smile.

“Good luck!” Susan cheered her on, playfully waving her fist.

Susan had spent the entire day at the filming site.

Initially, she assumed it would be a rather dull experience, but to her surprise, she found herself quite engrossed, particularly captivated by Rose’s performance.

It was so dazzling that even as a woman, she couldn’t get enough of watching her.

By the time they wrapped up the advertisement shooting, it was already evening.

Mr. Witt was extremely satisfied with the footage they’d captured. Turning to Theresa, he mentioned, “I’ll send this off for post–production. In all likelihood, everything should be fine. But just in case we need to reshoot any scenes, we’ll need your cooperation.”

“Of course,” Theresa agreed with a smile, which brought a grin to Mr. Witt’s face.

With business matters concluded, Mr. Witt cast a glance at Susan and Theresa standing

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together. An idea struck him, and he couldn’t resist asking, “Mrs. Landor, I was wondering if you’re free tonight. May I invite you to dinner?”

Susan blinked.

Mr. Witt was quite the eager beaver.

He had just mentioned needing her help, and now he couldn’t hold back his impatience.

Since she had no other plans, she accepted the invitation with a smile.

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Feeling elated, Mr. Witt then turned to Theresa to ask, “Miss Rose, are you also available? Would you like to join us for dinner?”

“Me?” Theresa paused, taken aback.

“I may need Miss Rose’s assistance with something as well,” Mr. Witt added, slightly sheepish.

Mr. Witt, a renowned figure in the industry, had a pleasant collaboration with them this time. Theresa didn’t see any reason to decline the dinner invitation.

Hence, the trio set off to dine together.

Mr. Witt promptly reserved a private dining room in the seven–star hotel where they were filming the advertisement.

While they waited for their dishes to arrive, he couldn’t contain his enthusiasm any longer.

“Mrs. Landor, to be honest, I have a film project in mind. I wonder if you would be interested in investing in it?” he asked, unable to hold back.

“A film project?” Susan was somewhat bewildered. “I’m completely unfamiliar with this realm.”

Mr. Witt hurriedly explained, “It’s quite simple, really. You provide the financial backing, I handle the film–making, and once the movie turns a profit, you’ll get a share of the earnings!”

Susan raised an eyebrow. But what if the movie tanked? Her investment would go down the drain.

Although Mr. Witt had just assisted her, she couldn’t just throw her money into a

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to you. Whether or not you choose to invest is entirely up to you. I was just hoping for an opportunity to discuss it with you directly.”

Susan in a bit of a dilemma. “But Mr. Witt, as far as I know, every movie you’ve directed has been a box office hit. There should be

trace of melancholy crossed Mr. Witt’s face. “Indeed, my commercial films have always done well at the box office. If this were another commercial project, I wouldn’t

worried.”

a…?” Susan ventured cautiously.

commercial film that grossed nearly 400 million dollars at the box office, bringing in substantial profits for the investors. Buoyed by their trust in me, many invested in my next project, an art film, which

massive losses, to the point of losing their shirts. Now,

year.”

that was the crux of the matter.

he were making a commercial film,

of an art film saw potential backers scattering

had artistic aspirations, and he wasn’t content with just making blockbuster popcorn flicks.

he was determined to start another

he faced a

single person was willing to invest, and the projected budget was even higher than his

to dig into his own pockets, he simply couldn’t

from various quarters, he thought of approaching Susan, hoping

in terms of investment for this art film?” Susan

dollars,” Mr.

Susan was dumbfounded.

he was struggling to secure funding.

office gross of

problem was that it was an

for awards rather than

“art film” often implies critical

an art film could rake in 200 million dollars

script with me. Take it home and give it

he handed over a

I’ll give it a thorough read.”

Witt then handed another copy to Theresa.

perplexed. “I don’t have that much

all the money she had earned was sunk

Mr. Witt said, his gaze fixed earnestly on her. “This script embodies 10 years of my hard work! Initially, I had reservations about the project’s success. But

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to dig into his own pockets, he simply

of

terms of investment for

million dollars,” Mr. Witt stated

Susan was dumbfounded.

wonder he was struggling

massive, requiring a box office gross of at least

the problem was that it was an

generally vie for awards rather than

“art film” often implies critical acclaim but not commercial

an art film could rake in 200 million dollars at the box office, that would be a pipe

script with me. Take it home and give it a read. If it piques your interest,

he handed over a

took it graciously, promising, “Alright, I’ll give it

another

don’t have that

was sunk

script embodies 10 years of my

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make history.”

and Susan exchanged a glance.

A historic film!

of that statement was

Mr. Witt truly have

everyone tends to see their

this was just Mr. Witt’s blind faith in

Theresa agreed to review the

agree, a relaxed smile finally appeared on

After dinner…

his hotel room to

walked out leisurely.

head to glance at Theresa, something suddenly dawned