Never See You Again

Maeve looked very sincere. She placed a bank card and two contracts in her bag before Bryce.

"There's 50 thousand dollars in this card. It's a gift from me to you. In addition, here are two contracts. One is a new contract I want to sign with you privately, and the other is your previous contract." With that, Maeve tore the old contract into pieces right before his eyes. Bryce was taken aback.

Maeve continued, "You can read through the new contract. You can also consult a law firm if you don't trust me. But believe me, and I will make you the biggest star within a year."

Maeve's sincerity moved Bryce.

"Why don't you support Lucas?"

After all, he was the hottest artist in Scott Media.

"Lucas will soon be out of the picture," Maeve said. "But it's not the right time yet."Content (C) Nôv/elDra/ma.Org.

Bryce fell silent momentarily before asking, "So, what are your conditions?"

"Conditions?" Maeve looked puzzled at Bryce's question.

Bryce added coldly, "Do you want me to sleep with some female clients, or do you

want...?"

Bryce looked away in embarrassment before he could finish his sentence.

Maeve quickly realized what he meant. Her face flushed red momentarily before saying, "That's not what I mean! I'm not asking you to sleep with people, and I'm not looking to make you a sugar baby either!" Bryce pursed his lips. "Then what do you want?"

"If there must be a condition, it's that once you become popular, you can't switch agencies. You'll always sign under my label," Maeve said slowly. "On the other hand, if I fail to make you popular within a year, you can choose to leave without paying me any penalty."

Bryce looked at Maeve, seemingly contemplating her trustworthiness. At that moment, Helen called out from the kitchen, "Bryce, can and help me make the dumplings"

Bryce glanced at the kitchen before turning back to Maeve. "Lagree," he said.

With that, Bryce walked into the kitchen. Maeve breathed a sigh of relief.

That day, Maeve, Bryce, and Helen sat together for dinner. After sending Maeve off, Bryce stood by the window and dialed a phone number.

"Hello? Mr. Grant, are you considering joining our company?" The person on the other end asked politely.

Bryce answered softly, "Sorry, I'm not going."

"Mr. Grant, you should reconsider. Scott Media doesn't plan on investing in you. We are willing to pay the penalty to Scott Media on your behalf..." "Sorry, I've made up my mind."

Bryce hung up the phone; thoughts of Marve's appearance today lingered in his mind. Though it was only a moment, it made his heart skip a beat. "Maeve..." Bryce murmured.

Was she being honest?

Over the next two weeks, Marve took advantage of recovering from her injury and focused all of the company's resources on Bryce.

In just a few days, Bryce had taken on three TV series and four advertising endorsements, and his popularity soared through the roof, Upon hearing this news, Lucas stormed into the company and barged into Maeve's office.

With a bang, Lucas hit Maeve's desk.

Despite his furious gaze, Maeve remained calm.

"Mc Scott, this is indair!" Lucas exclaimed.