too late for a second chance novel (Lila and Dorian) novel Chapter 72

"Dorian, you're hopeless!" Monica angrily swept the files off the desk.

Ethan Clarke, Dorian's assistant, stood nearby with his head lowered, trying to stay invisible, afraid of getting caught in the crossfire.

But Dorian didn't seem to care. "I'm an actor, not a pop star. Whether I'm dating or not won't affect me that much."

"Won't affect you that much?" Monica was so angry she could only laugh in disbelief.

True, he was an actor. But he was young and handsome, with as many fans drawn to him as a personality as those who admired his acting career.

"Keep messing around, then!"

Dorian looked at Monica, a hint of scrutiny in his gaze.

Monica sensed something amiss in his gaze. Sure enough, his words confirmed her suspicions.

"I want you to give your position as my agent to Lila."

Monica could only laugh in disbelief. "Are you discarding me now that I'm no longer of use to you?"

"There is no need to make it sound so harsh. These past two years, it's been mutually beneficial."

"So what?" She chuckled with a hint of mockery. Taking advantage of all her resources, then taking it all back with the excuse of pursuing a woman? What kind of mutually beneficial relationship was that?

Was Dorian always such a naïve child? Was this some kind of joke?

Dorian frowned in annoyance. "Give up the agent position. You can choose any other role within the team."

"Oh, should I thank you for giving me more learning opportunities?" Monica crossed her arms, deliberately stretching her words.

Her tone was extremely sarcastic, with no hint of gratitude, clearly full of mockery.

Dorian looked displeased. The position was originally Lila's to begin with. It was now just returning to its rightful owner. With him as a screen legend, wouldn't it be easy for Monica to have every opportunity to advance?

Monica seemed to read his thoughts. She stood up straight with pride in her gaze. "Dorian, I don't have to work with you. In light of our two years of partnership, I advise you to think carefully before you act."

Dorian stood there in a daze. His gaze was fixed on the neatly made hospital bed.

He belatedly asked the nurse, "Wasn't her injury pretty serious? Why did she get discharged so soon?"

There was no answer. He turned around and saw that the nurse had already walked away.

He frowned, feeling that his emotions had been out of control recently. He let out a deep sigh and called Lila, only to find that his number had been blocked.

That sigh caught in his chest, leaving him feeling extremely uncomfortable.

He rubbed his brow, feeling a bit tired. She didn't even tell him about her discharge. Why was she being so stubborn?

As he was about to leave, he spotted the sandalwood bead still lying quietly in the corner. He went over and picked it up.

He thought about retrieving the other beads from the trash can, but it had already been emptied.

He held the bead tightly in his hand, his gaze gradually deepening.