"This is so much bullshit!" Tristan shouted with clear anger. "Why is he the one getting the role? How can you do something like this to me?! I'm Tristan, the future world's most popular actor."
Tristan was on the verge of storming off. However, right before he did so, he glanced toward Darius with a frown, walking up toward him.
"You. If I ever see you again, you're a dead man. You better remember that." He turned toward Chloe. "And you. I'll make sure that this movie will fail if it's the last thing I do. No one will come to watch. I'll make sure of that."
He was angry and wanted to get revenge. However, there were simply no opportunities for him to do so.
"So…uh, I guess you won't grant me a wish?" Darius asked with a smirk, teasing him even more.
"Fuck no. I'm out of here. Waste of my damn time."
