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Meanwhile, Lise was filming an episode of Weekend Party. The show was being broadcast live, and everything
had been smooth until the final segment.
Toward the end, one of the female guests turned to Lise with a curious expression. “Lise, | heard you recently
bought a script. Are you planning to transition into producing?”
Lise, ever composed, nodded calmly. “Yes, that was my intention. | wanted a project where | could be both the
producer and lead actress. However, the script company hired a writer forwho turned out to have plagiarized
from Katrina's early blog posts.” She sighed softly, a trace of regret in her tone. “I've always supported
originality. Even if it costsmore, | won't stand for plagiarized works.”
“I've always admired Katrina's work,” Lise continued. “This writer's style seemed somewhat similar, which is why
| decided to give this newcomer a chance. She claimed she was in urgent need of money, so | paid her a sixty
percent advance, even though she hadn’t completed the script.”
One of the other guests raised an eyebrow in disbelief. “A newcomer? And you paid a sixty percent deposit?”
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtLise nodded again, her tone unassuming yet pointed. “The script was priced at one million in total. She hadn't
written anything yet—only provided a short sample draft. I'm not well-read myself, so | have great admiration for
talented and educated people. | didn’t expect...” Her words hung in the air like a bombshell, causing an
immediate uproar.
Even the host looked stunned. “A newcomer dared to ask for a million? And sixty percent upfront, before
delivering anything?” The live chat exploded with heated comments.
“I'm a writer, and this makesfurious. I've written two screenplays and still struggle to get decent pay for TV
episodes. How did this person think they could demand so much?”
“Plagiarizing Katrina's work? That's like copying Harry Potter and trying to sell it as an original fantasy. Absolutely
shameless.”
“To be honest, | didn’t like Lise before, but her firm stance on supporting originality just wonover! Acting
skills can improve, and looks can be fixed, but celebrities with such strong values are rare!”
“Does anyone know who this plagiarist is? They need to be blacklisted. We need to nip this in the bud!”
In the dimly lit underground parking lot of the Campbell family’s company, the supplier slipped into his car,
ready to leave after his meeting. As he started the engine, his eyes caught a figure lingering behind one of the
concrete pillars.
It was Yara. She was wearing an ultra-short skirt that barely covered her hips, paired with a tight top that
revealed her cleavage.
Her long, smooth legs gleamed under the harsh fluorescent lights. For a brief moment, the supplier's mind
conjured an image of Carrie, but he quickly shook it off. Kristopher’s presence loomed too large to entertain such
thoughts.
Rolling down the window, he gave Yara a wide grin, his tone dripping with mock concern. “Ms. Campbell, what
are you doing here? Need any help?”
Yara’s nose wrinkled slightly in disdain as she noticed his lecherous gaze, but she forced herself to smile. She
remembered having seen the man at her house.
Stepping closer, she leaned down so that her chest was at eye level with him. “You've been to my house before,
haven't you?” she asked sweetly. “I remember you. My card’s been frozen, and | need money for something
urgent. Can you lendtwenty thousand? I'll have my father repay you tonight.”
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