Chapter 2019: Chapter 2029: No Breakup!
The Director shivered, his face bitter, wishing he could bury his head in the ground.
He really regretted it. If only he hadnât listened to Lisa, believing her when she said Adam Sinclair and Olivia Lewis had already broken up.
Does this damn thing look like a breakup?
Like he was tired of playing?
Does Young Master Sinclair look like heâs tired of playing games?
As a man, looking at another man from a manâs perspective, all he saw was that Young Master Sinclair was serious.
This kind of seriousness wasnât just fooling around.
This was the seriousness of wanting to get married.
The Director now wished there was a regret pill he could buy, he would buy two and swallow them.
But thereâs no regret pill in the world, and he couldnât buy one anyway.
He could only repeatedly beg for forgiveness, "Young Master Sinclair, I was wrong, I know I was wrong. I will be careful in the future, very careful, nothing like this will ever happen again."
"And it wonât happen again!" He wouldnât let such a thing happen a second time!
Once was enough!
The Director didnât dare to respond at all, only able to apologize with a forced smile, "Yes, yes, it wonât happen again. I lack insight, itâs my fault. Young Master Sinclair, please forgive a smaller man..."
"Since your eyesight isnât great, you probably canât make good films. What do you think?" Adam Sinclair glanced at him indifferently.
The Directorâs face froze.
A director who canât make films has no future. Itâs known that any esteemed director has produced award-winning films internationally.
Directors of TV series can never reach the heights of those who make films.
Adam Sinclair was essentially telling him that this was as far as he would go; he would never make films again.
Because he wouldnât be given any opportunity to make films!
Not only did the Director regret it, but after a brief dizziness, he looked at Lisa angrily, as if his gaze could tear her apart.
Lisa equally hated him for trying to blame everything on her just now, not fearing him at all, she lifted her chin and said discontentedly, "What are you looking at me for!"
The Director opened his mouth, wanting to curse her.
After thinking about it, he realized that even if he cursed this woman to death today, it wouldnât help.
His face suddenly became dejected, he glanced stiffly at the distinguished man and gritted his teeth, saying, "Yes, Young Master Sinclair is right, I also think I am not suitable for making films. From now on, Iâll just stop making films."
His âinsightfulnessâ surprised Adam Sinclair.
Surprised, yet there was a feeling of expectation.
This director being willing to conform to Lisaâs threats and plot against Olivia Lewis in itself was proof he was a scheming person.
Such a person, what pursuit or ambition can you discuss with him.
He probably never had any so-called directorâs ambition at all.
Perhaps in his heart, he might even be relieved, glad that itâs only that he canât make films. Thatâs why he agreed so quickly and showed such understanding.
If he had fought back fiercely, Adam Sinclair might have respected him more, but since he hadnât even resisted and just compromised, Adam had only disdain for him.
"Itâs great that you think so." He cast another glance at Lisa standing aside.
Lisa was in a sorry state now, no longer the glamorous and spirited woman she was before. Having several buckets of ice water poured over her head, ice blocks had left bruised marks on her forehead, making her look as miserable as could be.
Even if her fans were here, they probably wouldnât recognize her.
Lisa shivered under Adam Sinclairâs gaze, trying to force a smile with her trembling facial muscles, but it was too cold, her muscles were almost frozen stiff, unable to move.
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