Let me go, Mr. Hill [by Shallow South] Chapter 1316 Shedrick looked abashed. âOur company can arrange another movie for youââ
âIf youâre not satisfied with this company, you can switch to another one.â Chester interrupted Shedrick and glanced at Eliza sideways with a hint of playfulness. âYou want it to be fair, but tell me. Which company in the entertainment industry is perfectly fair? If youâre unhappy with it, feel free to get lost as long as you can afford the compensation for breaching the contract.â
Eliza fixed her eyes on his indifferent and cruel face, but she was not put out by his nasty remark.
Instead, she nodded after looking into his calm eyes for a moment. âOkay, Iâll pay the fees. I wonât interrupt both of you further.â
âSure.â Chester smiled wanly. âBut as you know, the Jewell family occupies half of the entertainment industry. I can easily blacklist you.â
Elizaâs body stiffened, and she glared at him. This man in front of her made absolutely no pretense of hiding the hostility in his eyes.
Just like that, the atmosphere became awkward.
The situation made Shedrick feel uneasy. â Eliza, you can leave first. Just forget about what happened today.â
âWhat a brilliant capitalist.â
Eliza snorted before she turned around to leave.
âWait a minute.â Chester suddenly shouted to stop her. Then, he turned around and said to Shedrick, â
You can head out first.â
Shedrick was dumbfounded at how Chester was asking him to go out when this was his office.
However, upon looking at Chesterâs threatening gaze, he had no choice but to leave with a bitter smile.
Deep down, he wondered. Chester had never been the petty sort, but he seemed to be targeting Eliza on purpose this time. Could he be interested in Eliza and so want to force her to be his secret lover?
At this thought, Shedrick closed the door cautiously when he left.
As soon as Eliza heard the door closed, her eyes darkened, but she did not say anything.
âDo you know why I wanted you to stay?â Chester stared at her. His handsome face was turning colder little by little. âWere you the one who dug up Boris and his wifeâs ashes?â
Elizaâs eyes narrowed, and she pursed her pretty thin lips. Nevertheless, she continued to stay silent.
âYouâre smart.â Chester laughed. âAt least youâre smarter and calmer than any ordinary woman.â
He had noticed many times that when faced with tough questions, she remained silent without getting agitated. This showed that she was mentally strong.
âYes, I did that.â This time, Eliza nodded.
âWhy?â Chesterâs expression was imperceptible. âDo you know Charity?â
âYeah. â Eliza nodded straight away. âThatâs why I moved her parentsâ ashes and buried them elsewhere.â
Chester lit another cigarette. âHer parentsâ ashes were well kept there. Who told you to move them?
Was it Charity?â
Eliza glimpsed at him in astonishment. âSheâs as dead as a doornail. How could she have possibly asked me to dig up the ashes?â
âAs dead as a doornail?â Chester turned around with two cigarettes in his hand before he let out a deep laugh.
âIsnât she? She jumped into the turbulent sea. It would be hard even for a swimmer to stay alive. â Eliza suddenly said coldly, âHer dead body mightâve sunk to the seabed and got eaten up by the fishes.â
ââ¦Shut up.â