Chapter 189: A Global Star

Once they finished eating, Natalie grabbed her laptop. "I’m sending you an email. Please check it."

Justin nodded and opened his laptop, reviewing the email she’d sent. As he read through it, he said, "Looks like you’ve already started preparing for your sister’s downfall."

"Since the night she drugged me," Natalie replied, her tone resolute. "She’ll get what she deserves, and everyone will witness it."

"She won’t sign anything that harms her image. Your sister values her reputation above all else," Justin noted.

"That’s why I need your help," Natalie replied.

Justin hummed, smirking. "Consider it done." He picked up his phone and began making arrangements, speaking to Noah, "...You have full rights to take a decision. Spend whatever and how much money it takes, but I want it completed by morning."

"Yes, Mr. Harper."

After hanging up, Justin turned to find Natalie watching him. "This will cost a lot," she said, sounding thoughtful. "Once my company is established, I’ll—"

"It’s your money being used," Justin interrupted her smoothly.

She blinked, surprised. "Mine?"

"You’re my wife, so everything I have is yours as well," Justin replied, his tone sincere.

Natalie opened her mouth to say ’I am not your wife’ but seeing his serious expression, she held back.

Without responding, she returned her focus to her laptop.

"Were you going to say something?" Justin asked, as if he could see through her.

"Nothing," she replied.

"Good. If you had said it, you would be in real trouble tonight," Justin said as he focussed on his own work, but his tone was serious and suggestive.

Natalie acted as if she didn’t hear him, but inside her heart almost skipped a beat and she swallowed hard, thanking her smartness of not saying anything.

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The next day, at Ford’s corporate office...

"What? The renowned, world-famous production house wants to sign for their next project?" Briena nearly jumped from her chair, her eyes wide with excitement as she looked at Ana, who had delivered the news.

"Yes, Ms. Briena," Ana replied, smiling. "They happened to watch your previous movie, the one that never made it to theaters. They felt it was a waste of such talent and have decided to cast you in their next film as the lead. The movie will be female-led and entirely focused on you. In short, it’s meant for you alone."

Briena let out an excited laugh. "Mother, did you hear?"

Clara, beaming with pride, nodded. "I always knew my daughter was the most beautiful and talented. Once this movie is made, you’ll be a global star. Every movie this production house makes becomes a massive hit, and every actor in the world dreams of working with them."

Briena nodded eagerly and turned to Ana. "When... when can we sign with them?"

"Their team is coming to the office today. They plan to offer you the highest pay they’ve ever given any artist. You’re about to become very rich, Ms. Briena, and from here, there’ll be no stopping you," Ana said excitedly.

Just then, Sephina entered Briena’s office. Briena rushed over to her, barely able to contain her excitement. "Grandma, did you hear—?"

"Yes, I did. Turn on the TV," Sephina instructed Ana, smiling proudly at her granddaughter. "I always knew you’d be the pride of our family. I was never wrong about you."

They turned on the TV to an entertainment channel, where the news about Briena’s signing with the prestigious production house was already making headlines.

A reporter asked a representative from the production house, "Is it true that your company is expecting to sign Ms. Briena for your next project?"

The dignified man in a dark suit nodded, "We always seek out talented individuals like Ms. Briena. But we’re not certain yet, as it ultimately depends on whether she agrees to work with us."

Briena nearly squealed with excitement at hearing such praise from a key figure in the production house. "Of course, I want to sign with you! Why would I even consider rejecting such an amazing offer?"

The reporter then asked, "Why did you decide to sign her when so many experienced and famous actors are already eager to work with you?"

"For this role, we wanted someone fresh and authentic, someone who could genuinely embody the innocence of the character," the man in the dark suit explained. "Additionally, there’s a part where the female lead will play a musical instrument, and we wanted someone who could perform this naturally. With Ms. Briena’s background in music, we believe she’ll bring sincerity and skill to the role. Our team will be speaking with her soon; let’s see how it unfolds."

With each word, Briena and her family felt as if they were soaring on cloud nine.

"I can’t believe this," Briena exclaimed, turning to her mother, her excitement evident.

Clara hugged her daughter. "We’re all so happy for you."

"By now, Ivan must have seen the news too," Briena added, a self-satisfied smile forming on her lips.

Clara nodded, pleased. "Now he’ll know just how right he was to choose you as his future wife."

Briena agreed, her thoughts brimming with satisfaction.

"Make sure you’re perfectly prepared to meet their team," Clara advised. "You want to make an impression so strong that they won’t even consider signing anyone else."

"Yes, Mother," Briena replied. Sephina handed her a card, saying, "Use this and spend as much as you need to get the best for yourself."

"Thank you, Grandma," Briena smiled, heading out with Ana.

Everyone in the office watched her in awe, offering their congratulations as she strode past, pride written across her face.

"I’m going to be the most successful global star," Briena declared.

"And I’ll be the manager of that global star," Ana added with a smile.

Briena’s eyes sparkled with an idea. "Which actor should I insist on working with if they want to sign me? How about Victor Reid?"

"That would be perfect. We could use this opportunity to lure him away from Natalie’s company. There’s no way he’d reject working with the biggest production house—no actor in their right mind would," Ana encouraged.

"This way, it will hurt Natalie even more," Briena said with an evil smirk. "Victor Reid it is, then."