Chapter 179
Dorian paced back and forth in his office, feeling restless and irritable. After somewhat calming down, he sat back down to read the script.
This script was his biggest opportunity at the moment. As long as he secured the role, he could slap those waiting to see him fail right in the face.
In his eyes, even though Michael was more famous than him, Michael’s skills weren’t that impressive.
The only reason Michael had won three Best Actor awards was because Magi Pictures had poured resources into him, giving him roles for likable and well–crafted
characters.
On the other hand, Dorian had crawled his way up over the years, pouring so much time and effort into his craft. How could someone who was spoon–fed compare to him?
He took a deep breath and went back to the script. However, after reading less than half a page, he found himself unable to continue.
Frustrated, Dorian slammed the script onto the desk. Why was he not focusing? How had he previously understood character traits and brought them to life?
Leaning back on the couch, he tilted his head up slightly. The glare from the ceiling lights made his eyes ache.
Dorian frowned and closed his eyes. Suddenly, he recalled the scene of Lila lingering at the set, helping the two rookies analyze their scripts.
Back then, Lila had always been the one to help him dissect his scripts and characters. She would analyze the character’s inner psyche meticulously.
She would even design subtle movements that suited the character, and for particularly challenging parts, she would hire specialized coaches to teach him how to make the character appear truly vivid and lifelike.
They had been… so good during those days.
Lila had always looked at him with warmth and love, and the two of them had never run out of things to talk about.
When did it all started to change? When had their conversations grown fewer and fewer? How had it come to them acting like strangers when they met?
Dorian stood up abruptly, his mind consumed by a single thought–to find Lila.
He had to get this role for Rowan’s project.
Driving all the way to Lila’s old apartment, Dorian took a deep breath before finally knocking on the door.
This time was different from before. Someone inside responded, “Hold on.”
It was a man’s voice. Dorian’s heart sank. Lila actually dared to bring another man home.
The man who opened the door appeared to be about the same height as Dorian. “Who are you looking for?”
“Who are you?” Dorian asked simultaneously.
The man noticed the mask Dorian was wearing and felt suspicious. “You’re at my house, and you’re asking me who I am?”
This remark undoubtedly made Dorian even angrier. He shoved the man aside and walked in. “Where’s Lila? Lila! Come out!” he shouted.
The woman sitting in the room was startled, and the man hurried over to shield her.
When Dorian saw the woman in the living room, he stopped in his tracks.
“Who are you? Do you know you’re breaking the law by doing this?”
Although the woman was clearly frightened, she still held her head high and glared at him.
The man began pushing Dorian back. “Get out! Or I’ll call the police and report you for trespassing!”
Dorian stumbled back a few steps as he was pushed. “Who are you people?”
The man was furious. “You came to our house, and you’re asking who we are? Are you crazy? Get out now!”
A trace of hostility flashed in Dorian’s eyes, and he took a deep breath to suppress it. “Where’s Lila?” “Are you talking about the previous tenant?” the girl questioned.
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