This was the first time. He desperately wanted to kill the man in front of him, but no deal meant his end. The wedding date was already set, he couldn't afford to mess it up now. So, he had to swallow his pride.
Daisy Zane glanced at a chair not too far away, found it somewhat distant, then turned her attention back to him.
She was especially good at hitting where it hurts.
Obsessed with face-saving and flaunting his power. Well, she would just grind his dignity into dust.
"I remember Best Actor Allen saying that he doesn't value domestic films."
Billy Allen swallowed, saying nothing.
Daisy Zane said, "Actually, I wasn't just spouting off last night, I genuinely don't rate you as a Best Actor. You think domestic films winning awards is to console their efforts. And I feel the same, that you winning the Best Actor award is to console your unpaid acting efforts in so many films."
