The video was dark at first, but soon I heard voices and images began to appear.
I had no difficulty recognizing what was happening.
The setting was a small room in a film studio.
In front of me was a young man kneeling, one of the actors who had tried to take a role from me, but I made him give up the part and went on to destroy his acting career.
His voice, with a whiny and pleading tone, could be heard.
"Mr... Chad, please... it's always been my dream to be an actor... just let me…"
"Quiet!!" In the video, I shouted impatiently, and my hand turned into a sharp claw that threw him a distance away.
"It's your decision! Do you want the money to heal your father's recent injury or not?"
My voice carried a cold tone, leaving no room for negotiation. The actor hung his head, and after that, my body approached him, and I gently touched his shoulder.