Shattered Illusions: Love, Lies, and Redemption

Chapter 890

Just as luck would have it, Yolanda was also at the office that morning. Her agent had lined up two script meetings for her to sign contracts.

The two women met in the parking lot, and Lizetta couldn't help but ask as soon as she hopped into Yolanda's car, a grin on her face.

"Did everything go smoothly? How are the scripts? And hey, how are things with your agent? If you two aren't meshing well, you gotta let me know, okay?"

She was already thinking about finding Yolanda a new agent.

Yolanda's agent was Amy from Madden Media, a top-notch agent known for her efficiency and knack for landing roles.

She had quickly found Yolanda two roles, but upon review, Yolanda felt they weren't quite right for her.

One was a lead role in a romantic drama, and the other was a secondary role in a fantasy series.

Both were high-budget productions, which spoke volumes of Amy's ability given Yolanda's current standing in the industry.

However, the lead role felt like a token part added just to pass network scrutiny, leaving Yolanda less than impressed after reading the script.

As for the fantasy series, not only did it overlap with a previous role that had gained Yolanda some recognition, but it also risked typecasting her.

The character was described as a stunningly beautiful, yet cold and distant beauty — a stark contrast to Yolanda's sweet, girl-next-door looks.

declined both roles, and Amy didn't make a fuss, instead suggesting they attend a dinner with a renowned

keen on Amy's recent suggestions, she felt

especially since Lizetta had already

Madden Media, and Yolanda had her reservations

Lizetta asking favors from that

all good, really. Remember, I've got a top-tier contract with Madden

got plenty of freedom, so don't worry,"

a bit more

me know if

"Will do, will do."

at a cozy, private diner known for its intimate setting

early, and their date hadn't

to nudge her towards

the

restroom.

restroom. Content blight

window, Lizetta pulled out her phone to kill

WhatsApp message from

It was another photo.

space. Remington was apparently having a simple lunch alone at

table was set with a modest but nutritious meal, and across from him, a teddy bear sat