Chapter 243 Suzanne caught the cold edge in Jenson's tone and couldn't help but curl her lips into a frosty smile. "Alright," she replied flatly.
Before she could even hang up, Jenson tried to add, "Suzanne, it's great that you finally see things my way. So, from now on, we-" "I'll sort out the script and send it to you," Suzanne interrupted, cutting him off before he could finish. Then, she hung up. If she had to listen to Jenson for another second, she was afraid she'd actually vomit.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtJenson frowned at his phone, a strange feeling settling in his chest. Why had Suzanne suddenly changed her attitude? Still, the prospect of a new script made his lips curl into a smile. He was in a good mood now.
After hanging up, Suzanne stood up and grabbed a glass of water from the table, gulping it down to suppress the nausea rising in her throat.
So, Jenson and Seline thought they could mess with her? Well, they had another thing coming.
Suzanne immediately dialed Herman's number.
Herman, who had just stepped out of the shower, was surprised to see Suzanne calling so late at night. He answered, "Suzanne, is everything okay?" With Austin away on business, he wondered if something had happened.
Suzanne set her glass down and got straight to the point. "Herman, I want the script for 'Despair.' Can I buy it from you?" When she had helped Herman pick scripts before, Despair had immediately caught her eye. It was a rare gem. The story of Despair revolved around a protagonist whose loved ones faced one tragedy after another illnesses, accidents, and other misfortunes. As the protagonist struggled through these hardships, he was eventually dragged into an abyss of despair, unable to escape.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmThe film's themes of suffocation, struggle, and hopelessness were bound to resonate deeply with audiences. It was the kind of movie that would not only be a box office hit but also a tearjerker that could sweep awards. But it required an actor with exceptional skill to portray the nuanced emotions and the explosive intensity of despair.
And did Jenson have what it took? Suzanne had been selecting scripts for Jenson for years. She knew better than anyone whether he had the talent.
Herman was momentarily stunned. "Are you planning to act in it yourself? Or invest in it?" He had subtly hinted at Suzanne before about entering the entertainment industry, but she had always declined. So, why the sudden interest? Suzanne leaned back in her chair with a faint smile on her lips. "Neither. I'm planning to give it to someone." Though she was smiling, Herman felt a chill run down his spine. His curiosity piqued, he asked, "If you want it, I won't charge you. But I have to ask-are you close to this person? Giving away such a great script is quite the gesture."
He had gone through a lot of effort and expense to secure the secure the rights to Despair. The potential of this script was undeniable. But he had yet to find an actor capable of doing it justice, so it had been shelved for a while. The coldness in Suzanne's eyes deepened. Her lips parted as she said in an icy tone, "An enemy."
Herman was completely taken aback. Then, a mischievous, glint appeared in his eyes Alright, I'll send you the digital copy in a bit."
He was sharp and immediately understood Suzanne's intentions. Whoever had earned Suzanne's tionsn NO Wrath to this extent must have really crossed her. Herman didn't press further. Suzanne picked up a pen from the table, twirling it between her fingers. She said sincerely, "Thank you." She handed over such a great script without a second thought.