"I'll come to see you regularly too," Leo said, looking at him with a pained expression, "While you're here, work on improving yourself. We look forward to seeing a new you when you get out."
Ben: ???
"F*ck off! I'm not really in prison, stop making it sound like I am!"
"Ben, this is your script and character setup."
Tony took out a bundle of sealed scripts and handed them to him through the bars, "This is the initial version of the script. The final script will be written later, but the core setup and storyline should remain the same."
Tony looked at him seriously, "During this time, study hard in prison. Ramingo and I will come to check on your progress from time to time. If you improve quickly, you might not have to stay for three months."
"Well, Tony, Ramingo, rest assured, I won't let you down!"
Ben held the script, his handsome face filled with determination.
"Alright, I'll be waiting for your performance."
<"You better forget about it." Diana reached out, snatching the business card from Tony's hand. She grabbed Mitbahl by the collar, pulling him aside, giving him a glance. "You're my bodyguard, who said you could take on side jobs?" Mitbahl snapped out of his dream, awakening from the fantasy of sudden wealth. Instantly, a look of defeat washed over his face. Right. He has a proper job. If he sneaks off to take on side gigs, he'll probably get sliced into pieces by the big boss. Seeing his excitement, Tony looked puzzled. "You work for John, you shouldn't be short on money, right? How much do you make a month?" "A hundred grand." "Pfft~" Diana almost spat out her water. This was the first time she'd heard about Mitbahl's monthly salary, and it was that high?! Tony was also puzzled. "With such a high salary, why do you need side jobs?" "But after the organization's captain de
Frank scanned the room. "Jenny! Jenny..." Just as he was about to call out again, he spotted Jenny sitting on the couch in the living room, holding a glass of water, looking at him with astonishment. Completely unscathed. Nothing seemed amiss. "Frank?!" Jenny was momentarily stunned, then she hurried over, placing the glass down and approaching him quickly. She looked at Frank, visibly relieved, then glanced down at Neo on the ground, disbelief written all over her face. "What... what are you doing?" Frank's tense heart finally relaxed. "You're okay..." "What could happen to me here?" Jenny looked at him incredulously, then crouched down, looking at Neo on the ground, concern evident in her voice. "Neo... are you okay?" "I'm fine..." Neo hugged his leg, a pained expression on his handsome face. Jenny's anger flared. She glared at Frank fiercely. "Frank, what on ear
Mitbahl wiped his tears and rushed to Diana's side. "Madam, he insulted me!" Diana said, "Um... that doesn't seem like an insult. You are pretty effeminate, after all." Mitbahl: ...Right. Neo scanned the room's occupants, then pulled out his phone. "You wait here! I'm calling the cops right now!" "Well..." Jenny reached out and pulled him back. "Neo, I'm sorry. They're all my friends, and they were just worried about me since I wasn't answering my phone. They acted impulsively." Neo paused, then slowly put away his phone after a glance at Mitbahl and Diana. "I'll let you two go, but..." His gaze shifted to Frank. "He not only broke in but also hit me. He owes me an apology!" "What? Me apologize to you? Dream on!" Frank exploded. Neo was furious. "How can Jenny be friends with someone like you? You're just a jerk!" "Heh, I'm not her friend, I'm her childhood friend, her crush even!" Frank retorted. "Shut
As John stood, he spotted a slender figure sneaking into the villa. His handsome brows furrowed slightly. "Little girl." Diana: ...I've been caught after all. She stiffened, slowly turning around. Her unadorned face was delicate and elegant, her smile gentle. "Wow~ I just went downstairs for a stroll, and here you are back already. It's like we're telepathic~" "It's eleven at night, are you sure it's just a stroll?" Diana: ... John walked over quickly, looking at her somewhat helplessly. "Where have you been?" "...Just went out for a bit, but don't worry, Mitbahl was with me." Seeing the guilty look in her eyes, John sighed, "Did you get into a fight?" "No!" Diana immediately raised her hand, looking sincere, "I swear, I didn't lay a finger on anyone this time, it was Frank who got physical!" John's phoenix-like eyes narrowed, "Frank was there too?" Um...
By the time Diana hung up with John, all her discontent had vanished. She sat on the bed, clicking her tongue a couple of times. Since becoming pregnant, with the passing of time, she seemed to become more emotional. And John, he was getting better at soothing her. After regaining her composure, Diana picked up her phone and began scrolling through the latest entertainment news. Ben's acting training had ended a few days ago, wondering how it went. At the beginning, she occasionally received calls from Ben, crying and howling, saying he would break out of prison or hang himself with spaghetti. He just couldn't stay still. But after the second month, Ben went silent. Word was, he had started to adapt. She searched for news about Ben on her phone. The first trending topic was about him. She clicked on it. It was a photo from the Hollywood movie "Pacific" opening ceremony. Th
"Wesley, despite your background as a singer, you show tremendous potential in acting. I believe if you keep at it, your future is boundless!" Wesley gave a modest smile. "Thank you, Director Brand." "But what surprised me the most is Leah!" Brand's eyes sparkled. "When Wood insisted on casting a newcomer, I hesitated, thinking it would be difficult to find my ideal leading lady. But you, Leah, exceeded my expectations!" He turned to Leah. "Leah, besides you, no one else could play the female lead in this film." This praise from Brand was immense, enough to make any newcomer ecstatic. But Leah's mind was more focused on her paycheck. With the shoot wrapped, according to her contract, she could finally collect her full payment! Leah smiled faintly, offering polite words of gratitude. "Thank you for your praise, Director." The atmosphere in the private room was lively, everyone basking in the joy o
"What are you doing?" Wesley jumped, his hand recoiling as if shocked. He turned to see Colin standing at the doorway, his tall figure elegant and his face cold. "I-I... just checking on her... um..." Wesley stuttered, feeling awkward. But then he regained his composure. Why should he feel guilty? He wasn't doing anything wrong, just adjusting her hair! Why did this situation make him feel like some kind of sleazy pervert? Colin gave him a deep glance, then walked in, removing Leah's jacket and handing it to Wesley. Wesley took the jacket, feeling uneasy. "Leah?" Colin leaned down, softly calling her name. When she didn't stir, Colin took off his own jacket and placed it over her. Then he gently lifted her from the chair, carrying her princess-style in his arms. As he walked past Wesley towards the door, Wesley's voice stopped him. "Hold on." Colin paused slightly, then turned around slowly.
Initially, Colin felt a bit drowsy, but as she lay beside him, her unique scent wafted over intermittently, lingering around his nostrils, dispelling his drowsiness like a feather gently tickling his heart. Colin shifted slightly, turning on his side to face Leah. Though the room was dark with the lamp off, the moonlight seeped through the curtains, casting a faint halo inside. Leah was lying on her side with her back to him, breathing evenly as if asleep. With the faint light, Colin could see her loose white shirt hanging off her shoulders, revealing a glimpse of smooth skin. As if compelled by some unseen force, Colin leaned closer to her neck, drawn in by her scent, which seemed even more intoxicating up close. His breath grew heavier as he felt it caress her skin. Suddenly, he felt Leah move slightly. Was she not asleep? Colin's gaze lowered, noticing Leah's legs intertwined, trembling slightly with his breath. Neither of them moved from t