CHAPTER 224: CHAPTER 224: ME, YOU CAN’T AFFORD TO SLEEP WITH

Ryan Walyon stood not far away, quietly watching Summer Sutton, lost in thoughts of the past for quite some time.

Suddenly, Summer Sutton’s voice rang out, "Jimmy Evans, you’re here too!"

Ryan Walyon snapped back to reality and walked over to her, "Yeah, just a coincidence."

He sat down on the chair opposite her, picked up Unity, and examined it carefully, "Haven’t seen you for a few days, seems like the little guy has grown a bit."

"Yeah, I think so too," Summer Sutton agreed.

The two chatted briefly for a few more moments before Adrian Walyon called, and Summer Sutton returned to his office.

...

She spent the morning working in the office with him and headed to her part-time job in the afternoon.

Ariella Sawyer had to meet with her agent today to discuss a play.

The script was adapted from a currently high-traffic novel on the internet.

Summer Sutton, as Ariella Sawyer’s assistant, went along today.

"Director Chapman, it’s truly an honor for Ariella Sawyer to have you come." The agent quickly stood up to greet him as he arrived.

Director Chapman was a man in his thirties, with an artist’s aura, slightly long hair, and squinted eyes that made people uncomfortable with his bare gaze.

"Ariella Sawyer, huh?" After sitting down, he scrutinized Ariella Sawyer for a moment and started to comment, "Today’s idol dramas typically require the female lead to be quiet, gentle, and softer. What type are you?"

What type is Ariella Sawyer?

Although she had stunning features, words like gentle and obedient never matched with her.

She was straightforward, candid, even a bit tomboyish, without any typical girl-like demeanor.

Director Chapman’s implication was that Ariella Sawyer wasn’t suitable for this play.

Ariella Sawyer was feeling down when Director Chapman eyed her again and unexpectedly said, "But, aren’t characters on screen crafted to a certain way? How many actors play roles resembling their actual personalities?"

He was hinting that there was room for negotiation in getting Ariella Sawyer into the play.

At this point, Ariella Sawyer understood his meaning.

She’s seen too many unspoken rules in the entertainment industry; to get a good role, sacrifices were expected.

But her integrity was too strong to compromise for art’s sake.

"Sorry for disturbing you tonight, Director Chapman." She stood up, ready to leave.

Behind her, the man’s voice suddenly rang out again, "So clueless; wanting to mix in this circle, you’ll never get anywhere!"

His gaze slanted towards Summer Sutton beside her, and Director Chapman added leisurely.

"Actually, you don’t necessarily have to come personally; even your assistant here would do. I’ll be blunt, accompany me for two nights, and the role is yours! I can even launch your assistant into stardom!"

Summer Sutton had just been tagging along and had stayed out of the conversation.

Suddenly dragged into it, her face froze instantly.

She hated these unspoken rules the most, feeling the man was insulting both herself and Ariella Sawyer.

Screw your stardom!

Coldly eyeing him, Summer Sutton picked up a teacup from the table and threw it right at him.

It hit him squarely on the face.

Director Chapman’s face twisted in pain.

"Neither Ariella Sawyer nor I are someone you can afford to sleep with!" Summer Sutton wasn’t afraid of him and left those words behind as she tried to pull Ariella Sawyer away, but the man blocked her path.