Max flipped the last page of Oliver's portfolio and clicked his tongue. This artist was really the type most managers would choose to avoid. He was awkward at romance, and his biggest movie was a martial arts movie that earned him a lot of popularity, but because he didn’t play in any other role, he fell from grace. Because of that, he was only earning a few bonuses from the company and was the only artist who had been with the company for more than a year but still staying in the quarters for newbies. Max pressed his lips together. "No agency would mistreat an artist like that unless there was some foul play involved." He didn't know who Oliver's previous manager was, but it was obvious he was majorly responsible for the youth's downfall. Not only did he not fight for any roles for him, but he also abandoned him and didn't help him fight for his bonuses. It was very fishy.Max could tell that Ivan was really hoping to pull him down. Not only was this artist worse than a newbie sinc

"Didn’t think they’d let washed-up actors like you into places like this. What are you even doing here, Reed? Trying to beg for work?"Oliver’s jaw tightened as he glared at the smug youth. The guy was none other than Oliver Quinn—a rookie actor who had made it his mission to poke at Oliver every chance he got.He pieced two and two and realized it must be him who was actually selected for the role. That made him even more embarrassed, and he clenched his fists, not refuting.Quinn’s grin widened, and his friends snickered, clearly enjoying the show. Their taunts grew even more, and Quinn muttered, "Don't tell me you came here thinking you were the one selected for the role? I mean, even if we bear the same name, we're clearly world's apart. Don't you even feel embarrassed bearing the same name as me?" He actually hit the nail on the end.Oliver still didn't respond, and veins popped by the side of his head. He was about to walk away when Quinn blocked his path, grinning, "Let's face

July leaned back against the couch, admiring the photo she had just uploaded on Instagram. The sunset glowed behind her in soft golds and pinks, perfectly framing her sharp jawline and delicate features. She tilted her head, satisfied with the way her hair caught the light, and watched as the likes and comments began rolling in.“Look at this,” July said with a smirk, flipping her phone to show Vivi, who sat cross-legged on the other side of the room. “Perfect, right?”Vivi glanced up briefly from her own phone, gave the picture a lazy once-over, and nodded. “Yeah, it’s good. Now hurry up and find a role, earn some cash, and move out of my place.”The playful smugness on July’s face vanished in an instant. Her grip on the phone tightened as she stared at Vivi in disbelief. “Are you serious? Are you kicking me out like I’m some homeless beggar?”Vivi rolled her eyes, her tone cool and unapologetic. “Haven’t I been accommodating? You’ve been here for three weeks, July. Eating my food, u

“Well, well, well. What’s someone like you doing here?”"If it isn’t the pauper trying to blend in with the rich folk!” July’s sneer rang out, her voice dripping with venom. It was evident she couldn't even be bothered to pretend she was civilized and hiding behind her friend to sneer at him. Max’s jaw tightened. Just how did he always manage to run into this troublesome pest. He was about to flip out, but he kept his composure. “Nice to see you, too, July.”Vivi snorted, arms crossed. “Really, Max? Did they forget to check the guest list, or are they letting anyone with a suit walk in these days?”Max opened his mouth to respond, but before he could, Jenna’s voice cut through the tension like a blade. “Oh, I thought I heard the sounds of desperate hyenas yapping.”July and Vivi turned, startled, as Jenna glided over, flaunting her body curves in ways that made them both instinctively straighten up in envy. They sized her up, both wondering how Max came to know such a high-profile wo

Greg’s smirk deepened as he crossed his arms, looking every bit the smug strategist he thought himself to be. “Simple. I’ll pull a few strings and talk to some people at my company. Get them to… stir the pot a little.”July’s eyes narrowed. “Stir the pot? How exactly?”“Oh, don’t play dumb.” He gave a lazy wave of his hand. “We’ll get a few water armies going. Let them spread rumors that Victoria only got the role because, let’s say… ‘certain shady connections.’ We’ll imply that the production team is corrupt, that they overlooked a real talent.” His smirk grew as he watched her expression shift. “Then, with the public outraged, the team will have no choice but to give you a shot. Just to keep things quiet, of course.”July crossed her arms, trying not to look impressed, but her interest was evident. “And you think that’ll work?”He chuckled, nodding slowly. “Trust me, this isn’t my first rodeo, July. I’ve had plenty of experience handling these things.”July let out a slow breath, he