Let me go, Mr. Hill [by Shallow South] Chapter 1316
Shedrick looked abashed. “Our company can arrange another movie for you—”
“If you’re not satisfied with this company, you can switch to another one.” Chester interrupted Shedrick and glanced at Eliza sideways with a hint of playfulness. “You want it to be fair, but tell me. Which company in the entertainment industry is perfectly fair? If you’re unhappy with it, feel free to get lost as long as you can afford the compensation for breaching the contract.”
Eliza fixed her eyes on his indifferent and cruel face, but she was not put out by his nasty remark.
Instead, she nodded after looking into his calm eyes for a moment. “Okay, I’ll pay the fees. I won’t interrupt both of you further.”
“Sure.” Chester smiled wanly. “But as you know, the Jewell family occupies half of the entertainment industry. I can easily blacklist you.”
Eliza’s body stiffened, and she glared at him. This man in front of her made absolutely no pretense of hiding the hostility in his eyes.
Just like that, the atmosphere became awkward.
The situation made Shedrick feel uneasy. “ Eliza, you can leave first. Just forget about what happened today.”
“What a brilliant capitalist.”
Eliza snorted before she turned around to leave.
“Wait a minute.” Chester suddenly shouted to stop her. Then, he turned around and said to Shedrick, “ You can head out first.”
Shedrick was dumbfounded at how Chester was asking him to go out when this was his office.
However, upon looking at Chester’s threatening gaze, he had no choice but to leave with a bitter smile.
“Why?” Chester’s expression was imperceptible. “Do you know Charity?”
“Yeah. ” Eliza nodded straight away. “That’s why I moved her parents’ ashes and buried them elsewhere.”
Chester lit another cigarette. “Her parents’ ashes were well kept there. Who told you to move them? Was it Charity?”
Eliza glimpsed at him in astonishment. “She’s as dead as a doornail. How could she have possibly asked me to dig up the ashes?”
“As dead as a doornail?” Chester turned around with two cigarettes in his hand before he let out a deep laugh.
“Isn’t she? She jumped into the turbulent sea. It would be hard even for a swimmer to stay alive. ” Eliza suddenly said coldly, “Her dead body might’ve sunk to the seabed and got eaten up by the fishes.”
“…Shut up.”
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