Chapter 167: Echoes In the Hallway
Leo Mckay arrived at the quiet, upscale restaurant right on time. The lighting was soft, and the lobby quiet, except for the faint clinking of cutlery and low voices from behind closed booths. He ran through his styled hair and adjusted the collar of his dark coat. Tonight was a big deal. If things went well, he might finally break free of Twilight Entertainment without having to pay the ridiculous breach fees they were threatening him with.
He had been contacted by a powerful agency after Jacklin helped him. Tonight, they were supposed to put forward their demands before they agreed to sign him, after he managed to terminate his contract with Twilight Entertainment, of course.
A young server in a black vest bowed and guided him to a private booth in the back. As he opened the door, Leo saw two people already seated. A sharp-eyed man and an older woman with elegant posture and cool eyes.
"Actor Leo," the woman greeted him with a polite smile. "We’ve been expecting you."
Leo returned the gesture with a slight nod and sat across from them. They didn’t waste time on small talk.
"We know how...unfair your situation has been," the woman began, folding her hands on the table. "Twilight Entertainment’s contract terms are cruel, and your manager’s actions have been nothing short of exploitation."
Leo’s face stayed still, his eyes unreadable. He gave a small nod to show he was listening.
"But," she continued, "we are business people. And business is about numbers. Our boss looks at the results. At the end of the day, potential doesn’t pay bills. Profit does."
Leo reached for the tea in front of him. He took a sip calmly. He understood what the woman meant. He was too much risk for them. Even if he could terminate his contract peacefully, there was no solid guarantee he could get out of the situation without backlash. And if he couldn’t, he wouldn’t be able to earn for them.
The man placed a folder on the table. "This is our offer. Please look at them with your lawyer."
Leo glanced at it with cold eyes. He already could guess what was written in the contract. They were his best chance to protect himself from Twilight. But he wasn’t about to trade one cage for another.