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President’s Sweet Wife novel Chapter 161

Those in the industry were well aware of how much damage these words might do to a celebrity.

She had a ten-year contract with Annie International, with seven years remaining as of now.

What would she become seven years later when the contract expired if she had been suspended for seven years, with no works, events, plays, or movies?

Who would remember her?

What would be the sense of terminating the contract if she had turned into a middle-aged lady by then?

Molly felt like she was going to die every time she thought of this.

She needed to make an urgent phone call to find out what was going on!

The call was connected in a brief moment; the other end was a bit noisy; she gripped her phone, "Hello, is it Evan?"

"Hold on," the guy on the other end of the line said quietly.

The other side made a succession of rustling sounds before becoming quiet.

"Go ahead."

Evan was always cool and calm, which was completely contradictory to Molly's impulsive and hot-tempered nature.

He seldom lost his anger, but when he did, everyone was terrified.

Furthermore, with years of expertise in this circle, he had his methods and had successfully brought numerous superstars to prominence.

Even though they did not renew the contract with him in the end, they left on good terms and remained friends.

They would also be willing to help him with his new artists whenever he needed it.

It demonstrated how well he had done in this circle as well as how extensive his networks were.

Molly didn't listen to anyone but him.

She couldn't have gotten where she was today if it hadn't been for him, no matter how hard she worked.

As a result, Molly held him in the highest regard.

Only after the other side went quiet did she ask warily, "Evan, I just saw the company's official statement. What is going on exactly? Why would the company suddenly suspend my activities?"

"Do you believe the choice was taken on the spur of the moment?" Evan stated coldly and flatly.

Molly skipped a heartbeat

But she defended herself until the last end and faked a grin, "Evan, you know how impetuous I can be, but I never have the guts to do horrible things. I'm not sure what I did and the company made this decision."

Evan smiled. It was more of a mockery as if he was telling her that he knew everything.

Molly's face became somewhat pale.

"Molly, I warned you not to covet things that don't belong to you and to act appropriately if you want to stay in this field. But did you listen? No, you didn't, and you pulled some dirty tricks. Not only did you fail to harm anyone, but you also dug your own grave. You asked for it. What's the point of sobbing in front of me now?"

His statements startled Molly.

"I didn't, Evan..."

"You didn’t do what? You didn't ask someone to put the drugs on Laura, or you didn't ask the media to report her scandal?"

Molly widened her eyes and was astounded.

Evan's voice grew colder and icier. She could not feel even a bit of warmth in his tone.

"You called to ask for my help, but you don't have the guts to acknowledge what you've done. What else have you hidden from me? Do you think I'm as stupid as you and will help you even if you don't tell me the truth? There's nothing else I could do now, regardless of whether I'll be able or willing to help. The decision was taken by the board of directors, and if you still have anything to say, you may talk to them directly! I'm busy and have nothing further to say to you, goodbye."

He hung up right after.

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