CHAPTER 48: CHAPTER 48: ROTTEN WOOD CANNOT BE CARVED

Clarissa Stanton was momentarily stunned.

"W-What?"

"I’m saying, you’re not suited for this industry, you have no talent whatsoever, and I haven’t seen any effort from you, so my advice is, never enter the acting industry again."

Clarissa Stanton: "..."

So, was it that Simon Sutton stopped her performance so quickly not because she performed well but because her acting was terrible?

Clarissa Stanton found it hard to accept this sudden turn of events.

She had thought she was guaranteed to be an actress!

"No... Director." Clarissa Stanton became anxious, ran directly from the stage to the table below, and pleaded, "Please give me another chance! It’s because... I’ve been feeling unwell these past two days, and I didn’t carefully read the script outline, so I misunderstood it a bit. If you give me another chance, I guarantee you’ll be satisfied!"

Simon Sutton is the youngest director to have won an international award; she needs Simon Sutton’s film!

Simon Sutton frowned and said, "Another chance? Every actor who comes to audition only gets one chance. Everyone cherishes this opportunity, but you, not only are you lazy and untalented, but you also want another chance? Why? Do you think the entertainment industry belongs to you? Lazy people will never succeed!"

Clarissa Stanton’s face turned red from Simon Sutton’s blunt remarks.

She did want to take shortcuts, but how could she be as worthless as Simon Sutton said?

Fury rose in Clarissa Stanton’s heart. She reached for her pocket and pulled something out, slamming it onto the table in front of Simon Sutton with a "bang."

Everyone was shocked by Clarissa Stanton’s action.

Even the current Best Actor and Best Actress treated Simon Sutton with the utmost respect, and this insignificant actress with almost no reputation, was she crazy?

Instinctively, everyone looked at what Clarissa Stanton had slapped onto the table, and saw that it was a business card with Damian Knight’s name engraved in gold lettering.

"Damian Knight... She’s a friend of Young Master Knight..."

"No wonder she’s so arrogant, our film is such a big production with a restricted theme, it can’t proceed smoothly without the investment from the Knight Group..."

The others whispered among themselves, and when they looked at Clarissa Stanton again, their eyes held an extra bit of apprehension and respect.

However, Simon Sutton merely twitched an eyelid, then immediately reverted to a cold expression and asked, "What do you mean by this? Are you threatening me?"

Clarissa Stanton held her chin high and said, "I’m not threatening you, I’m just telling you a fact, if I’m not the female lead in this film, then don’t think about making it at all."

As soon as these words left her mouth, the producer beside them grew anxious, leaned over to Simon Sutton’s ear, and said, "Director Sutton, please be flexible. You’ve already nurtured two Best Actresses, weren’t their acting skills immature at the start too? If you train her well, she might be the third one!"

Simon Sutton’s handsome face tightened.

Immature acting skills and having no acting skills at all are entirely different things, and this person simply lacks any reverence for this line of work.

In other words, trying to carve a masterpiece from rotten wood is futile.

The producer continued, "Director Sutton, I’m begging you. For this film, in constructing the singular world view, you and the screenwriter spent a full two years, it’s your hard work too!"

Simon Sutton fell silent.

After a full three minutes, he stood up and said, "I refuse to create an imperfect work. If you insist on casting her, then replace me as the director."

Having said that, he immediately turned around and left, without a hint of compromise.