Revenge Begins: Reincarnated as a Hated Idol!

While Neil was trying to find a way out of his predicament, Adrian Jones barged into his office.

"Neil! I need an answer!" He yelled. "My movie is about to release in two days, yet the pre-booking sales are laughable. Do you really want to end my career by blackmailing me with that video? Just let me leave your damned agency!"

Neil stared at the furious Adrian Jones, who stood before him with his hands pressed against his table, glaring at him with a frustrated gaze.

Sighing, Neil leaned back on his throne-like chair, gesturing to one of the two chairs across his table.

"Take a seat first. Let’s discuss like civilized men instead of yelling like barbarians."

"What’s there to discuss?" Adrian’s face contorted as a vein popped on his forehead. "I only want an answer. Do you have a plan to deal with this situation or not?"

"Of course, I have a plan." Neil gave a confident smile. "You just need to wait a little."

Obviously, he was lying. He didn’t have any plan. He was just praying for some miracle to happen that would save Titan Crest Entertainment.

However, he couldn’t tell Adrian the truth. That would create panic in his heart, compelling him to take some drastic steps, which could end up ruining the situation even further.

For now, he needed to reassure him and stall for time.

"Wait?" Adrian didn’t like Neil’s response even a little. "How long do I need to wait? Do you want me to stay still and watch my film flop? Or do you want me to wait until my career ends alongside your ruined agency?"

Hearing his loud voice, Neil rubbed his forehead with an annoyed expression.

And then—

He snapped!

"Do you have no fear anymore?" His gaze and voice were icy cold. "Do you want me to reveal that video to the whole world? Should I let them see how ’Adrian Jones,’ one of the biggest stars, fucked two whores?"

He let out a cold chuckle.

"It would be a funny sight, don’t you think? Your fans watching just how cool and full of energy you are. What do you say? Should I make it happen?"

In response to his blatant threat, Adrian could only grit his teeth in frustration and sit down on one of the chairs.

For a long while, there was silence in the room as none of them spoke.

Adrian was contemplating inwardly with a thoughtful look, knowing he could neither charge nor retreat in the current situation.

Neil watched his conflicted and helpless expression, feeling a little relieved.

At least he hadn’t lost all his power.

He still held power over fools like Adrian.

At this moment, the door to Neil’s office swung open.

Click Clack.

Click Clack.

The sound of heels striking the floor resounded clearly in the silent office.

Neil’s gaze fell on the ravishingly beautiful woman who had entered the office, his eyes lighting up with warmth and love.

Even Adrian turned his head to look at the woman, as he too was unable to take his eyes off of her.

He knew her.

The wife of the former CEO.

Amelia Frost!

Her impossibly long raven-black hair cascaded down her back, swaying with each measured stride she made. Her movement was like moonlight filtering through the leaves in a forest.

Her tight, glossy, blue dress clung to her curves like a second skin. The high slit of her dress flashed her smooth, porcelain thigh with every step she made.

Her crimson eyes were half-lidded with quiet confidence as they scanned the room beneath her long eyelashes, and a faint, knowing smile played on her lips.

Between her breasts rested a gold pendant, while at the same time, diamond earrings sparkled as they swayed slightly with each of her steps.

As she passed Adrian, he was able to smell the faint scent of jasmine along with something dangerously intoxicating in the air.

She walked and stopped beside Neil with one hand resting lightly on her hip and the other brushing a stray lock of hair behind her ear.

"Mr. Adrian Jones," she smiled at him. "Will you please excuse the chairman? I need to talk to him in private."

Even though Adrian was somewhat captivated by her beauty, he wasn’t someone to be ordered around.

"Mrs. Frost, forgive me, but the chairman and I are in the middle of some urgent discussion," he said politely. "I cannot leave until I get an answer from him."

"Oh?" She raised her brows before asking in a slightly curious tone. "Can you let me know what answer you need? Maybe I can help."

"I apologize, Mrs. Frost," Adrian said, "but I cannot divulge the topic of discussion with someone unrelated."

Hearing that, Amelia revealed an amused smile.

"But I’m not someone unrelated, you see."

With a proud smile, she reminded. "I hold the shares that previously belonged to my late husband, CEO Aren Frost. Thus, I’m a shareholder of Titan Crest Entertainment."

Adrian, realizing the truth in her words, sighed. "Fair enough."

He then explained how his movie was scheduled to release in two days and how it wasn’t getting any sales.

If it didn’t earn at the box office, it would surely flop.

It was one of the biggest movies of his career, produced by none other than Unicorn Productions.

If the movie flopped even with their support, all the blame would be pinned on Adrian. His reputation and stardom will take a hit, and other big productions will hesitate to cast him in their movies.

He might even get sidelined into supporting roles.

"So?" Adrian looked at Amelia with a forlorn smile. "Do you have an answer to give me?"

Honestly, he didn’t expect any positive response from Amelia.

However, contrary to his expectations, she nodded politely. "I do."

"You do?" Adrian’s expression lightened with slight hope.

"Yes," Amelia assured, "Just wait a single day. Tomorrow, you will begin to see results."

Adrian looked at her with a thoughtful gaze.

Knowing that he didn’t have any other choice, he nodded, "Alright. I’ll place my faith in you for once."

After a while, he was gone, leaving the two alone.

Neil immediately looked at Amelia, who moved to sit on the table, flaunting her porcelain legs.

"Do you really have a solution?" He asked, eyes shining with hope.

Amelia shook her leg and removed her heel, placing her foot on his chest seductively.

"Of course," she said seductively. "Do you want to hear it?"

Neil gulped, touching her smooth leg with trembling hands.

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(A/N - Thanks for reading. ^..^)