Chapter 202 "Clarence is old, has a terrible temper, and honestly, he's just not efficient. Every the's around, we end up working overtime. If I didn't have a family to support, I wouldn't set foot on any set he's in. Compared to him, Obsidian is an absolute saint." Everyone on set was murmuring, and whether they meant to or not, sof those comments drifted into Clarence's ears.
Clarence's face darkened, his expression clouded with barely contained anger. His eyes narrowed as he shot a venomous glare at Citrine, making a mental note to settle the score. "You... You're just a rookie writer. Aren't you afraid of crossing me?" Citrine only chuckled, completely unfazed by Clarence's threat. "If you've got dirty tricks up your sleeve, go ahead-I'll be waiting." With that, Citrine turned to the director and said crisply, "Contact your studio. I'm pulling the rights. I want out of the contract." Her tone was sharp, decisive no hesitation, no room for argument.
"What? Cancel the contract?" The director, Clarence, and Seraphina all paled as the words hit them.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtIt wasn't just them. Even Edith, who'd been quietly listening nearby, blanched in shock. Without thinking, she grabbed Citrine's arm and dragged her away from the crowd. Only when they were alone did she let go.
Edith stared at Citrine, wide-eyed with panic. "Citrine, are you out of your mind? If you break the contract now, you'll have to pay a penalty." "I'd rather pay the penalty than watch my work get trampled," Citrine replied coolly, not a trace of emotion in her voice.
"That's a million dollars!" Edith blurted, her voice almost a squeak. The thought of that much money made her, a humble employee, wince in pain.
But Citrine was unconcerned. She'd made her decision, and she was sure she'd cout ahead. Seeing Edith's worry, Citrine offered a rare reassurance. "Don't stress. My work is worth far more than a million. I'm definitely ending this contract." For once, Citrine—usually easygoing-was unwavering.
But Edith knew it wasn't just about the money. She frowned, her tone urgent and earnest. "Citrine, Eclipse Pictures is the biggest stuin Havencrest. If you anger them, it could ruin your future in the industry." She couldn't help but worry.
Citrine just smiled, trying to ease Edith's concern. "Relax. They can't touch me. Besides, I never planned to stay in this business for long." "Well, if that's your decision, I'm with you." In the end, Edith knew the responsibility was hers. If Citrine was sure, Edith had no reason not to support her.
They finished their discussion and headed back to set.
The moment Citrine returned, the director hurried over with a bright, hopeful smile.
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"Obsidian, why not give Clarence and Seraphina one more, e chance? m promise from now on, they'll give it their all." "If we work together, I know this project will be a hit."
Fowler, the director, understood better than anyone that Innocent was already a worldwide phenomenon. Turning it into a series wasom ve guaranteed success. Before this, Fowler hadn't had a single notable project in ages. He was counting on this show to bring him back into the spotlight, maybe even win him sawards. More than anyone, Fowler dreaded Citrine walking away. But he wasn't the only one. There were two others on set just as desperate for Citrine to stay.
One was Clarence, the Oscar-winning actor. The other was Seraphina, the hottest young star in the business.