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Dillan settled behind his desk and spoke in a calm tone, “Everyone, if there are no objections, please sign here*
Jaxon and the others remained silent; they glanced instead at the inconspicuous woman in the corner Sylvia.
With the real boss present, they knew better than to speak out of turn.
Sylvia leafed through the documents with apparent disinterest, her lips curving into a faint smirk. “Isn’t the signing fee a bit low?”
Right beside her, Jaxon immediately chimed in, “Yes, Mr. Sheppard. In Hollywood, our signing fees typically range from 1.5 to 2.5 million. But Yours. He let the implication hang in the air.
Jaxon was tall and well–built, his well–defined muscles evident beneath his clothes. His cropped hair was neatly groomed, and his sharp eyes revealed
both shrewdness and determination.
As the leader of this Hollywood team, he executed Sylvia’s orders with military precision–the most obedient member of the crew.
“The boss’s word is law,” as he always made clear.
Dillan’s temples throbbed. He shot Sylvia a furious look.
“That woman just has to poke at my sore spot!” he fumed inwardly. “Where the hell am I supposed to get that much money?”
But with cameras rolling and journalists watching, he forced a smile. “Fine, we’ll draft a new contract.”
He tried to reassure himself, thinking, “With Joanna and her father backing me, money shouldn’t be a problem.”
He turned to Sylvia and said, “Go reprint the contracts.”
He was clearly dumping the problem on her–drafting a contract was no quick job.
If it weren’t perfect, Sylvia would shoulder the blame.
Sylvia’s lips curved into that familiar smirk. Drafting contracts was a breeze for her–after all, she’d written Jaxon and his team’s agreements before.
She opened her laptop, her fingers blurred on the keyboard. Within a few minutes, the revised contract was ready.
She walked over to the printer, printed the finalized contracts, and distributed them.
Without hesitation, the Hollywood team signed their names.
Sylvia was their boss–her authority was unquestioned.
Besides, they’d already signed with her before; this was just a formality.
Sylvia gathered the signed pages, pulled out the company seal from her bag, and stamped each one.
Joanna leaned close to Dillan’s ear and whispered, Dillan, isn’t Sylvia overstepping her authority? How can she stamp the contracts on your behalf?”
Dillan suppressed his anger and gave a cold snort. “Let her. Trivial details.”
Joanna thought, ‘She’s just an errand girl anyway. In the end, she’ll still have to bring the contracts to Dillan for
pproval.
Sure enough, the next moment, Sylvia gathered up the contracts and placed them neatly on Dillan’s desk. Looking at him calmly, she asked, “Mr. Sheppard, when will their signing fee be paid?”
Dillan was just starting to feel smug, thinking Sylvia finally knew her place. But then he froze. That remark—she meant money.
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Now that the boss had spoken, Jaxon chimed in, “Yes, Mr. Sheppard, we’ve signed, but the payment…
Journalists raised their cameras to capture the moment, murmuring among themselves, “The contracts are signed, but the payment is still pending) is
this a scam?”
Dillan’s face burned with humiliation as he quickly flipped through the contracts.
The signing fees varied, but together they amounted to a staggering sum–about 28 to 42 million dollars!
‘Where the hell am I supposed to get that much money?‘ he thought desperately.
Sylvia returned to her seat, fixing Dillan with an enigmatic smile. “Transfer the payments to them now,” she said calmly.
Heat rushed to his face. The company was Sylvia’s, yet he was the one stuck footing the bill.
To save face, he towered his voice and gave Joanna a meaningful look. “Come with me.”
Puzzled, Joanna followed him to a quiet corner.
Dillan leaned in toward Joanna, feigning embarrassment. “Joanna, you saw for yourself–signing all these people… I’m running a bit short on funds right
now.”
Joanna paused for a moment. “Well… I’ll call my father.”
She immediately dialed Martin’s number.
Joanna’s father, Mr. Moore, had been closely following the livestream. When he saw those top Hollywood teams genuinely joining Dillan’s company, it further solidified his resolve to invest.
The moment Joanna finished speaking, he transferred a massive sum without hesitation.
“See? My dad supports us! Don’t forget that.” Joanna beamed.
“You can count on it!” Dillan promised, thumping his chest.
Sylvia sat in the corner, watching their whispered celebration, a faint smile playing on her lips.
Looks like Dillan pulled it off again–conned more money out of Joanna.
The contracts for Jaxon and his team were nearing expiration. With Dillan now
considerable sum.
Dillan promptly returned and transferred the funds.
covering the renewal fees, Sylvia conveniently saved herself a
Jaxon and his team lined up to shake his hand as reporters eagerly documented this so–called “historic moment.”
Dillan and Joanna were reveling in their joy, already daydreaming about running a top–tier Hollywood team.
Just then, Sylvia’s phone buzzed. It was a message from Byron. “Come to my office immediately. Urgent.”
She replied curtly, “Not going.”
Byron’s expression darkened as he fired off another message: [It’s about Master Cameron. Get over here.
Sylvia’s eyes narrowed. Realizing this concerned her directly, she quickly replied, “I’m on my way.”
Sylvia stood up and said to Dillan, who was beaming with pride, “I’ve got something urgent. Excuse me.”
Dillan and Joanna nodded indifferently. Joanna couldn’t wait for Sylvia to leave–after all, it was their turn to post their victory speeches online and bask
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in praise.
But as Sylvia left, Jaxon and the others fell in step behind her.
‘Now that the boss is leaving, why would they stick around? Just to humor Dillan’s little act?‘ everyone
Dillan, Joanna, and the journalists left gawking.
wondered.
Jaxon’s team fell in step behind Sylvia like loyal subordinates, creating a surreal spectacle that left everyone exchanging bewildered glances.
“Stay here,” Sylvia commanded in a hushed tone, her voice laced with mild irritation.
“Boss, staying here is killing us,” Jaxon quickly leaned in and whispered. “Remember that vacation you promised?”
Sylvia glanced around warily, dodging the journalists‘ cameras. “Don’t worry, I won’t forget. Stay here for now.”
Reassured, the Hollywood team returned to Dillan’s side.
Dillan’s brow furrowed tightly in irritation. Putting on a show of authority to save face, he addressed Jaxon and the others with feigned composure. “Ms. Sylvia is just an ordinary staff member at our company. For anything else, contact me or Vice Chairwoman Joanna Moore.”
Jaxon and the others sneered inwardly. If Sylvia hadn’t given them explicit orders beforehand, they would’ve rushed up and tarn off Dillan’s mask right then and there.
Sylvia drove over to Byron’s office.
As soon as she entered, he slammed a stack of documents down. “Sylvia, I’ve confirmed it. Dillan is not Master Cameron! He deceived you. Here’s my investigation. Look for yourself.”
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