Too Late, Mr. Billionaire: You Can't Afford Me by Thedora Birnir

Chapter 888:

“Sure.”

Since they were working together, Hadley didn’t mind.

Bubbly and talkative, Ayla kept the conversation going. “So you’re with East Entertainment too, right? Nobody told me you were coming. Let’s stick together—it’ll be nice to have a buddy.”

Hadley was about to explain she was a freelancer, not an artist under contract.

But the meeting room door opened just then. Adonis, Elvin, the scriptwriter, and the producer walked in.

Instantly, the room quieted, and soon the table reading session began. Two hours later, during a break, Hadley was busy highlighting her lines and jotting notes in the margins. As a newcomer, she had to be twice as diligent.

“What are you writing?” Ayla peeked over her shoulder. “Wow, Hadley, you’re so dedicated!”

“Mr. Flynn?”

“Mr. Flynn…”

“Mr. Flynn!”

to attention. Everyone stood up at once, as

immersed in her script until Ayla tugged at her sleeve. “Hadley! It’s Mr. Flynn—he’s here to support us!” Hadley blinked in disbelief.

Phillips. Adonis and the producer were already at the door,

Flynn, what brings you

not welcome?” Eric arched a

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you are. We’re

“You’re our top investor now—Come

stunned. She leaned toward Ayla and whispered, “Did East Entertainment invest in this

made a last-minute investment.” Then her

grew stern as

Linda’s gone missing all of a sudden, and the folks at East Entertainment are pretty shaken

Hadley deepened, her frown