Rebirth of a Flopped Actress: Career First, Love Second (My Billionaire Son)

Rebirth of a Flopped Actress: Career First, Love Second

Chapter 440 If You Fix It, Name Your Price

Finished

Silhouette Studio was in total chaos. By the time Zayn found the studio head, the man–who looked to be in his thirties–had completely collapsed into a sobbing mess.

“Gone! It’s all gone!”

Zayn narrowed his eyes. “What do you mean gone? You literally texted me this morning saying the final cut was ready.”

The studio head looked up with red–rimmed eyes.

“It was ready! But an hour ago, every single computer got hit with a virus! All of our files–wiped! Now all that’s left is…” He pointed at the digital tombstone on the desktop, his hand trembling. His whole body looked like it might just give up on life.

Zayn hesitated. “So… our footage…”

The studio head let out a heartbroken sob. “It’s buried six feet under!”

At this point, he was practically a shell of a man.

wasn’t just working on Legacy of the Dynasty–they had at least seven or eight other major

for high–end, premium editing, every project

thanks to the Grim Reaper Knocking on Doors Virus, everything was wiped off

told me you had cybersecurity in place. So how the heck did this happen?” Zayn’s expression darkened.

hired to

head just sighed and pointed toward a guy hunched over a computer, looking like he was on the verge of a full mental collapse. Whatever virus had

I could get your footage back, I would. But look around–your drama isn’t the only one. Everything is gone. I have no

to

definitely gone. We’ll

Olivia’s expression froze.

I just paid for…

monitors, her eyes narrowing at the digital tombstones

life, the Grim Reaper Knocking on Doors Virus had wiped out half of Cyperia’s networks the moment it appeared. The number of

1/2

You Fix It,

funeral music had already started

to the studio head, her voice even but

edit. And just like that, it’s gone? That doesn’t sit right with