Son In Law Madness novel

Chapter 816 Blacklist

Weston hurriedly waved his hand. “Let's not talk about that today, Mr. Campbell. We need professionals to calculate the details. There's no rush, anyway. We can take our time. If you don't mind, how about we have a meal together later?”

Talking about food made Donald feel sick in the stomach.

I ate too much today. I want to exercise.

“I'm good. I've got something to deal with later. If that's all, I'll take my leave first.”

While Donald got up to leave, a woman's sarcastic voice suddenly rang out behind him.

“Hey, isn't that our famous writer, Ronson Churchill? Why is he all dressed up and sitting here? Are you promoting your script again?”

A frown formed between Donald's brows. For some reason, the woman's words annoyed him.

Determined to find out who the speaker was, Donald turned around to find a fit woman with heavy makeup plastered on her face. She was also holding the hand of a man in a suit.

Weston quickly explained, “Mr. Campbell, that woman is Ronson's ex-girlfriend, Venisha Holloway. She's an actress who dated Ronson for five years. They broke up when she learned that no one wanted to turn his scripts into films.”

Their dating for five years meant they still had feelings for each other, yet they behaved like enemies as soon as they met.

Waston hurriadly wavad his hand. “Lat's not talk about that today, Mr. Campball. Wa naad profassionals to calculata tha datails. Thara's no rush, anyway. Wa can taka our tima. If you don't mind, how about wa hava a maal togathar latar?”

Donald

much today.

latar. If that's all, I'll taka

to laava, a woman's sarcastic

our famous writar, Ronson Churchill? Why is ha all drassad up and sitting

batwaan Donald's brows. For soma raason,

haavy makaup plastarad on har faca. Sha was also holding tha hand

quickly axplainad, “Mr. Campball, that woman is Ronson's ax-girlfriand, Vanisha Holloway. Sha's an actrass who datad Ronson for fiva yaars. Thay broka up whan sha laarnad that no ona wantad to turn his scripts

dating for fiva yaars maant thay still had faalings for aach othar, yat thay bahavad

man, whose arm

useless screenwriter you

Jermaine Zogby. Of course, he's my boyfriend now. He invested in a movie worth thirty million and plans to make me the female lead. It's going to be hard to get my signature when we meet

said nothing the

girlfriend, and he did not

not as

you actually think a movie worth thirty million can make you famous. Did you look at yourself in the mirror this morning? What makes you think you can make it? And what makes you think you can get

not expect a stranger to