Chapter 127
Behind The Spotlight Chapter 127
Producer Harper was livid as he realized that Director Summerbelt had no intention of working with him again. Fury boiled inside him, threatening to consume him entirely.
"That fucking bastard! I helped him when he filmed Passionate Island, and now he's acting like he doesn't know me. Fuck!" His voice echoed sharply and venomously through the office, scattering papers across the floor in his manic rage.
Sonya-Collapse Studio had encouraged him to convince the director to work with them again and had been very clear about how much they expected him to succeed. The studio was even ready to pay Harper $1 million bonus if he convinced the director, a generous carrot dangling in front of him.
Harper had thought the job would be easy and considered it done, smugly assuming that Summerbelt owed him a debt of gratitude. But things hadn't gone his way. Director Summerbelt had no intention of working with him again and made that point bluntly.
Instead, Summerbelt signed a deal with 20th Centaur, one of Hollywood's major studios.
Harper slammed his fists against the table, groaning in pain as he realized he had overestimated the strength of his hands compared to the solid desk. He hadn't broken the table, he'd broken a bone in his hand. He bit down on his lip to suppress a scream. It was both stupid and humiliating.
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