"Eliza, let me tell you this. You’re the company’s artist. After signing the contract, as the company's employee, you should always place the benefit of the company and its boss first. Think about it. Isn’t the company the one that gave you what you achieved today? This is a piece of advice from me. Take this 100 million dollars and leave. After the scandal dies down, the company can still find an opportunity for you to make a comeback."
Eliza could not bear to continue listening. She swept all of Chester’s documents on the table to the floor as though she was triggered. "Don’t treat me like a fool. Is making a comeback that easy? I’m an A-list celebrity now, yet you exploited me fully. How many years will it take for this incident to die down? By that time, I won’t have the advantage of being young anymore. You won't like me either. The competition within the company is fierce. How will there still be hope for me to make a comeback?"
"You have a death wish."
Chester grabbed her arm and flung it hard. Eliza was thrown to the floor.
"Who do you think you are to throw things in my office? Haven't you learned from the lesson last time?"
Chester stared at Eliza from above. "I'm warning you. Don't push your luck. If you offend me, I’ll make it so that you won't even have the chance to make a comeback."
"Don't you feel even an ounce of guilt toward me?" Eliza was sprawled on the floor and looked at Chester in a messy state.
"What's guilt?” Chester laughed coldly." What are you even that's worth me feeling guilty over?"
Eliza’s mouth hung open as if she had received a huge shock.
She deliberately used cheap makeup on her face that day. After crying just now, her makeup had smudged entirely like a wet palette.
Chester was disgusted with even just another glance. "Take the card and leave. If you think it's too little money, just don’t take it."
Eliza seemed frightened upon hearing that. She immediately got up and clutched the card.
Chester’s gaze became even more contemptuous.
'Look at that. She said the money was too little and looked down on it, but she still clutched the card tightly in the end.'
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