Too late for a second chance (Lila and Dorian)

Chapter 23

"Mr. Blake, are you really going to make your affairs with Ms. Hart public?" The assistant looked worried.

Dorian was annoyed. He tugged at his tie, his gaze cold. "Are you too bored?"

The assistant swallowed hard and continued under pressure, "The film's project manager has been putting pressure on us. It wouldn't be good for us if news of Ms. Hart leaving breaks now. I'm just considering that and urging you to think it over."

These words only added to Dorian's irritation. Did the assistant not realize that he was aware of how making this public could also negatively impact him?

Not to mention dealing with the project manager, just the fact that Lila had been with him through his lows until now was enough for others to accuse him of being ungrateful.

All the reputation he had built over the years could go down the drain because of Lila's unreasonable antics. There was no way he would take that without doing anything.

Dorian's expression darkened as he pulled a script from a pile of disorganized documents. "Deliver this script to Zara."

He comforted Zara first, not wanting her to feel too upset. Then, he would consider how to handle Lila.

"Oh, and you can try contacting the film investor directly and saying I'd like to meet him."

film the company had invested in. His eyes flickered, and he

perspective, Lila's anger

tolerate her boyfriend being so nice to another

you still dawdling for? Do you want me to send you off?" Dorian scolded, irritated by the

to speak but swallowed his words. He lowered his head and

Dorian planned to announce on Twitter at 10:00 am that Lila was leaving the team. However, when he logged into the studio account, he was

up inside him, prompting

in but was warned that he couldn't post any content at the moment. He was already

floor of the Morgan Group's building, in the CEO's office, Kieran looked at the documents before him in an elegant posture.

His eyes were mysterious

He reported with a beaming smile, "Mr. Morgan, I had

hand holding the pen paused; his long fingers, merely grasping an

rare hint of

his back proudly. "If he's bullying Ms. Hart like this, it certainly won't stop here. I've already

be a hint of any remarks that

let her know about