HAPPY MOMMY HAPPY DADDY NOVEL novel Chapter 44

Chapter 44 You Are Just a Weakling Who Can Be Bullied at Will

Who did he think he was?

“I am this year’s Best Actor who won the Golden Ox Award!”

Truett was furious and glared fiercely at the director.

He did not understand why.

Just what kind of identity did this man have to make the most incorruptible chief director in the industry so obedient!

“Best Actor? Golden Ox Award?”

The man sitting next to Alora smiled. “Are you sure?”

As soon as the man finished speaking, the chief director immediately understood that Truett would be out of the game!

He snorted coldly, and his attitude toward Truett became colder again. “The final result of this year’s Golden Ox Award have not come out yet!”

“How can you be the Best Actor?” He turned to look at the head scriptwriter, “makes changes according to this gentleman’s request!” After that, he glanced at Truett coldly, “If you don’t want to act, you can pay the liquidated damages and leave!”

“There are plenty of male actors who want this position!”

Truett was petrified.

It had to be known that the chief director had personally come to his house to invite him to act in this drama.

He also said that he had strongly believed he would be awarded the Best Actor.

Previously, he had stated that he did not like Alora and that the chief director had even threatened Boss Taylor to fire her.

In the end, in just two days, the chief director’s attitude towards him had had completely changed.

Thinking of this, Truett narrowed his eyes and turned to glare fiercely at Samir. “Who exactly are you?” As if he had not heard what he said, Samir gently handed the paper and pen to Alora. “What do you want to do? Write it yourself.”

“Yes, Miss Van. Write it down and I will change it according to your wishes.”

Alora: “…”

She had known that Mr. Rowan was powerful.

However, she did not expect that his power would be so great… that all of Film City’s people would follow his lead.

Facing the burning gaze of the head scriptwriter, she really could not write, so she simply pushed the pen and paper to the head scriptwriter.

“I don’t have any ideas.”

The head scriptwriter looked up at Samir helplessly.

“What do you think?”

“Delete the love scenes.”

The head scriptwriter nodded and committed Samir’s request to memory. She turned around and quickly left.

Since the script had been rewritten, there was no need for Alora to continue rehearsing with Truett.

“If there’s nothing else, I’ll be leaving first.” She stood up.

“I’m leaving too!”

“Alora, I’ll send you back.” Truett stood up, walked around Samir, and strode to the door.

Alora frowned and looked at Samir silently. He did not move.

“She won’t leave with you.”

“How do you know?” Truett asked, gritting his teeth.

The man got up lightly, walked around Truett, and strode out the door.

From beginning to end, he did not look at Truett, as if Truett was a ball of air that was insignificant.

“Follow me.”

The man’s cold voice sounded.