Revenge is best served cold novel Chapter 232

After that last confrontation, Elsa and Jack stayed quiet for a few days. Unfortunately, the peace only lasted for two weeks.

Early in the morning, just as I settled into work, there was a knock on my office door. Heather pushed open the door and walked in, her face full of frustration. She didn't waste any time before groaning. "I can't do this anymore. I'm done!"

I chuckled, amused by her actions. "What now?"

Heather dropped into the chair across from me, looking absolutely miserable. "The production company doesn't have enough funding. The company hasn't officially started turning a profit yet, and we've already burned through the initial budget.

"I tried to submit a request for additional funding, but the finance department shot it down immediately. They said they're not covering the subsidiary's expenses anymore."

She clutched her head in frustration. "But one of the films is almost done. All we need is the post-production budget. If we stop now, then everything we worked for will go to waste!"

I listened patiently and only spoke once she was done. "Did they say who blocked the request?"

Heather shook her head. "Nope. It was just a straight-up rejection. They're practically leaving us to rot. The script isn't well-known enough yet. Where am I supposed to find sponsors?"

I lowered my gaze, thinking for a moment. Then, I looked up with a faint smile. "Well, if there's no money, we'll just halt production for now," I said lightly.

Heather's eyes widened in shock. It was clear she hadn't expected that response, nor had she even considered it as an option.

I stood up and patted her shoulder. "Just proceed with the shutdown. In the meantime, everyone can take a break for a while or find something else to work on."

"But…" Heather hesitated.

I smiled. "You've got me. What's there to worry about?"

I put on a fake pout. "What? Or do you not trust my abilities?"