Chapter 1384
She was well aware of her family background; even finding a decent talent agency was a stretch, let alone landing a leading role. She looked at the man in the black-framed glasses, asking, âWho are you?â
The man responded coldly. âAll you need to tell me is if you want to be the female lead, if you want someone else to take the hits for you like you did today.â
Hannah smirked and said, âOf course, I do. If an actor doesnât want to get the leading role, then theyâre no good actors.â
The man in the glasses said. âThereâs an opportunity for you to be the female lead right now. Are you gonna grab it?â
Even though she knew there was no such thing as a free lunch, even though she suspected he was setting a trap, even though she knew she might be stepping into an abyss, the allure of being a female lead was too great for her. So great that she couldnât resist.
She asked without hesitation, âWhatâs the opportunity?â
The man in the glasses pressed her, âYou in or out?â
Hannah responded firmly. âIâm in.â She didnât want her hard-earned roles to be taken away again, and she didnât want to be a stand-in, constantly dealing with the harsh realities without a chance to show her worth.
She wanted to be the female lead. She wanted to shine so brightly that the whole world would see her.
The man in the glasses said, âFollow me.â
So she followed him down a long hallway, then took an elevator up to the penthouse suite. She heard that the main cast and producers lived in this building, a place that was off-limits for actors like her.
The man in the glasses slowly knocked on the door. Upon hearing the people inside asking them to enter, he cautiously opened the door, âPresident Dixon, Iâve brought her.â
Following his gaze, she saw a man in a white casual suit standing by a large floor-to-ceiling window, talking on the phone. She couldnât see his face since he was standing with his back to them. He was tall and well-built. His silhouette was like a masterpiece. She looked at his back, guessing that his face must be handsome too.
As she was studying him, he turned around slowly. His sharp gaze fell on her. She saw his handsome face clearly. Her heart started pounding, and she felt very nervous.
She recognized this face, a public figure often seen on TV and the internet-Steven.
Steven, the youngest helmsman of the Dixon Group, young and rich. While he always seemed to be smiling, he was actually a cold and ruthless man.
She knew him, not just because he was a public figure. But also because he once reached out to help her.
He was looking at her. She was looking at him too.
His face was handsome, but also dangerous, especially the way he looked at her, like a predator sizing up its prey. He didnât say anything, just waved at the man in the glasses.
After the man in the glasses brought her in, he quietly left the room and considerately locked the door.
In the room, it was just him and her. Facing Stevenâs intense aura, looking at the face deeply etched in her mind, she suddenly felt regret.
She unconsciously stepped back, feeling nervous.
Steven suddenly started laughing, âWhatâs the matter? Are you scared?â
Nope.