Chapter 134 Copyright Sold
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“It’s nothing. Just thinking that life’s not easy, so I should work harder.” Freya gave a perfunctory answer, then picked up her juice with proper form. “Come on, we haven’t even toasted yet. Here’s to your upcoming comeback–and to my novel getting
sold.”
And to the fact that even though we’ve leaned on each other all this time, we’ll be lucky enough to part ways like strangers in the end.
Louis picked up his glass. The two of them clinked in the air and each took a sip.
For Louis, this kind of experience was new. He would occasionally meet up with his best friends, and food and drinks were part of the usual. When a business venture succeeded, he’d celebrate with his team. But because people knew he didn’t like getting too close to outsiders, not many would dare crowd around him.
Having a one–on–one celebration like this? That was a first. But honestly, it didn’t feel bad at all.
“When business picks up, I’ll treat you to a proper fancy dinner,” Louis said casually, though in truth it was a sincere promise. It was his way of thanking her for her companionship during this time, and for how well she’d looked after Aiden. She hadn’t done anything major, but he still appreciated it.
Freya responded just as casually, “Sounds good. I’ll be waiting for that real fancy dinner then.”
After eating their fill, they headed home. On the way back, Freya barely said a word. Louis could sense that something about her seemed different, like she was deliberately putting some distance between them. But the more he thought about it, the more he figured he was probably just overthinking. Maybe she was just mentally caught up in her novel again.
Once they got back, Freya made a beeline for her computer and only then returned to the front door to change clothes. Louis shook his head at himself–he really must’ve had too much time on his hands to be dwelling on such pointless thoughts. The woman was clearly in a great mood, just distracted by her writing, that’s all.
Still, he had to admit–when Freya was focused on her manuscript, there was something peaceful about her. Every time Louis stepped out of his bedroom and saw her sitting in the living room typing away, he’d feel himself calm down instantly. Sometimes, after dealing with someone especially idiotic, just catching a glimpse of Freya helped him find the patience to face another round of nonsense.
Freya, for her part, didn’t know what to say to Louis anymore–nor did she want to. For the sake of a better future, she’d rather invest all her time and energy into her novel.
The moment she opened her laptop, she saw a message from her editor: “Freya, someone just came by to negotiate. Your novel has officially been picked up. I did a rough estimate–post–tax, you should be getting just over a million. Sound good?”
Absolutely! Freya hadn’t expected them to move this fast–she thought she’d have to wait a few more days. She immediately replied: “Sounds perfect! No problem at all!”
“However, you’ll need to start posting extra chapters immediately. They’re hoping you can finish the book quickly. Also, they’re inviting you to be involved in the adaptation process, but only as an assistant to the scriptwriter. They want to bring Daniel on as head writer. Is that okay? The pay won’t be as high, though.”
Freya understood she was a complete nobody in this world. There was no way anyone would let her lead such a big project. Being brought on as a script assistant was already a huge gesture of goodwill–probably because they really liked her story and wanted the adaptation to do it justice. How could she possibly complain? Of course she was in!
“Totally fine. I accept everything. Daniel’s more famous and experienced anyway. I don’t mind working under him at all.”
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