My Coldhearted Ex demands a Remarriage by Eva Blackwood

Chapter 423:

Meanwhile, Lise was filming an episode of Weekend Party. The show was being broadcast live, and everything had been smooth until the final segment.

Toward the end, one of the female guests turned to Lise with a curious expression. “Lise, I heard you recently bought a script. Are you planning to transition into producing?”

Lise, ever composed, nodded calmly. “Yes, that was my intention. I wanted a project where I could be both the producer and lead actress. However, the script company hired a writer for me who turned out to have plagiarized from Katrina’s early blog posts.” She sighed softly, a trace of regret in her tone. “I’ve always supported originality. Even if it costs me more, I won’t stand for plagiarized works.”

“I’ve always admired Katrina’s work,” Lise continued. “This writer’s style seemed somewhat similar, which is why I decided to give this newcomer a chance. She claimed she was in urgent need of money, so I paid her a sixty percent advance, even though she hadn’t completed the script.”

One of the other guests raised an eyebrow in disbelief. “A newcomer? And you paid a sixty percent deposit?”

“The script was priced at one million in total. She hadn’t written anything yet—only provided a short sample draft. I’m not well-read myself, so I have great admiration for talented and educated people. I didn’t expect…” Her words hung in the

host looked stunned. “A newcomer dared to ask for a million? And sixty percent upfront, before delivering anything?”

screenplays and still struggle to get decent pay for TV episodes. How did this person think they

and trying to sell it as an original fantasy.

me over! Acting skills can improve, and

plagiarist is? They need to be blacklisted. We need to nip this in

supplier slipped into his car, ready to leave after his

was wearing an ultra-short skirt that barely covered

legs gleamed under the harsh fluorescent lights. For a brief moment, the supplier’s mind conjured an image of Carrie, but

dripping with mock concern. “Ms. Campbell, what