CHAPTER 130: CHAPTER 130: A MASSIVE CONSPIRACY

Clara Bennett hurriedly changed clothes on set and rushed to a café.

In a private room, she met someone—Samuel Grant’s friend, Kai Smith.

In her memories of the past, Kai Smith also had issues around this time.

Back then, Samuel Grant was tight on cash, finding all sorts of excuses to delay paying for the projects he previously promised.

He meticulously reviewed the contract terms, picking out every legal loophole he could exploit, stubbornly refusing to pay.

The outcome of this was disastrous; Kai Smith’s mother couldn’t receive timely treatment due to the lack of medical funds, ultimately passing away.

But this time things are very different.

Samuel Grant’s fate has completely changed because he married Clara Bennett.

Meanwhile, Kai Smith’s life has only gotten worse, even his mental state seems off, as if he is in a daze all day long.

At first, Samuel Grant pretended to sympathize with Kai Smith’s plight, and Clara Bennett didn’t grow suspicious.

However, as time passed, especially after Daisy Stone’s involvement in several incidents came to light, Clara realized everything was a massive conspiracy against Kai Smith, and he was merely an innocent victim.

Standing before her now was a man who clearly hadn’t rested well for days, his eyes covered in red veins.

When he looked at her, he seemed enveloped in a heavy shadow, looking particularly despondent, with barely any change in expression.

Kai Smith asked coldly, "What exactly is your purpose in seeking me out? Since you chose to be with Samuel Grant, people like you who have had privileges since birth, unable to understand others’ struggles, seem detestable and disgusting to me."

Hearing this, Clara Bennett raised an eyebrow slightly, showing no significant emotional response, casually placing a bank card on the table, her tone carrying a hint of laziness and disdain, "Please don’t compare us to those lowlife types, alright? It is truly unpleasant to hear. To be direct, my intentions are simple. I’m offering you ten million dollars in advance to help solve your current problems, and in return, I’d like you to do me a small favor. Use this money to treat your mother’s illness first, and then contact me as soon as possible; the sooner you act, the better."

After hearing this, a spark slowly ignited in Kai Smith’s once lifeless eyes, "What’s your plan exactly?"

Facing the question, Clara Bennett displayed a smile that was both cold and deviously cunning.

"It’s actually quite straightforward; it’s about leveraging your strength to deal with that guy named Fu. Watching him cause your family’s downfall repeatedly, this opportunity is too valuable to pass up, and surely you won’t easily let it go."

Kai Smith’s hatred for Samuel Grant was deeply rooted, and upon hearing this, he responded without hesitation, gritting his teeth, "As long as it saves my mother and helps me get revenge on the person I hate the most, I’ll do anything for you. I swear, I’ll give everything I have to fulfill your commands without the slightest bit of slack!"

Clara Bennett smiled faintly, her tone calm as she said, "Having you do menial labor would be a waste of your talent. From today on, you will be the boss of my new company. I trust you can take on this role, and as long as you genuinely dedicate yourself, the future will surely be bright."

At eight in the evening, the main creative team and staff of the production split up and met the legendary investor, Mr. Johnson, in a private room.

The atmosphere in the room was tense, and everyone seemed particularly cautious.

Ethan Smith always disliked such social events and simply didn’t attend.

He found such superficial formalities extremely distasteful, preferring to enjoy a moment of peace alone at home rather than deal with others insincerely.

The screenwriter, due to social anxiety, also didn’t show up. Even though he knew this was a great opportunity to network, he simply couldn’t face the occasion and chose to avoid it, silently praying he wouldn’t get scolded for it later.

Nell Sue sat next to Yvonne Young, glancing at the empty seat, seeing that Clara Bennett’s spot was still vacant, maliciously remarked with a contemptuous tone, "The investors host a meal, and Clara, a newcomer, dares not to attend, a complete lack of humility and modesty in today’s youth."

Yvonne Young raised an eyebrow, her sharp gaze fixed on Nell Sue, and retorted unceremoniously, "What, does it bother you? If you have something to say, say it directly, no need to go around in circles."

Nell Sue wore an unconcerned expression, slightly smirking, "Not so much bothered, just feel that times have changed. When we first started, we didn’t dare to casually treat every opportunity, especially respecting investors and superiors."

Though her words were flat, they bore a hint of sarcasm.

Yvonne Young sneered, openly disdainful, "You wouldn’t dare now either, just stirring up trouble here."

Hearing this, Nell Sue’s expression froze, then she forced an awkward smile, unsure how to respond and maintained an awkward silence, the resentment in her heart inexpressible.

Yvonne Young couldn’t be bothered to deal with this woman who was clearly trying to use her to stir up trouble, fully aware there were ulterior motives for bringing this up now.

Thinking she could sow discord, Yvonne wouldn’t fall for it this time.

Mr. Johnson scanned the room and noticed the absence of the leading actress, Clara Bennett, feeling a bit displeased.

He was here specifically to meet Clara Bennett, as she was the emerging talent he was focusing on supporting, and her absence left him slightly irritated, "Is our leading actress on her way?"

His words carried a subtle hint of urgency.

Although leading actor George Taylor wasn’t present either, he was an actor of high esteem, and someone like Mr. Johnson, even being stood up, wouldn’t be bothered at all.

Moreover, Mr. Johnson’s mind was entirely preoccupied with matters involving the leading actress, leaving him disengaged from the whereabouts of others.

The casting director hastily explained, "Actually, this is somewhat unexpected; Clara’s agent just called me, saying Clara had something come up last minute and couldn’t attend tonight, specifically asked me to greet you on her behalf."

Mr. Johnson feigned a mildly displeased look, "Isn’t this somewhat disrespectful? I made time specifically to attend this meeting."

The casting director quickly further explained, "Of course not! Mr. Johnson, no misunderstanding, it’s mainly because Clara, having not been in the industry long, is still a newcomer. Her agent mentioned she’s currently trying to attend as many appearances as possible to grab every chance to hone herself, so her schedule ended up especially tight tonight."