Chapter 817: Chapter 817

Mr. Anson’s expression was somewhat awkward as he pushed his glasses up, rubbed his palms together, and slowly began to speak,

"Actually, I came here to inform Miss Anne about something."

"What matter requires the producer to come in person?" The agent asked, while Zoe Anne, sitting quietly on the sofa, also pricked up her ears.

"The thing is, our drama has not long started filming, but now Miss Anne’s health isn’t very good, and you are also aware of the online public opinion..." Fresh chapters posted on N0v3l.Fiɾe.net

Mr. Anson’s voice was somewhat unclear, and he dared not look at the agent’s face.

"Mr. Anson, what do you mean by that?" The agent’s voice deepened a few notches.

Placing his hand over his mouth, Mr. Anson coughed, clearing his throat,

"It’s just that our directorial team had a discussion, and we no longer need Miss Anne to play the lead role."

Hearing this, Zoe Anne no longer pretended to be frail and directly spoke up to question.

Mr. Anson was startled by Zoe Anne, his expression somewhat confused as he turned to look at the agent, "This..."

"Why does the production team suddenly want to change the role? Moreover, the production has already started." The agent challenged.

Mr. Anson also sighed helplessly, "Miss Anne, the things on the internet right now are disadvantageous to you and greatly affect our filming."

"Affect? How do they affect?"

Zoe Anne scoffed, "Don’t forget, the Anne family has also invested in this play."

As long as she brought up the Anne family, these people from the production team probably wouldn’t make rash moves.

However, completely contrary to Zoe Anne’s expectations, Mr. Anson blatantly ignored her words, stood up, and said.

"The decision to change the role has been made, and we will pay the agreed salary to Miss Anne. Please take good care of your health, Miss Anne. Our biggest concern is that you might become even more ill from overwork."

Having said that, Mr. Anson hurriedly left.

However, just outside the door, the smile on Mr. Anson’s face instantly turned grim. He turned his head and glanced at Zoe Anne’s dressing room, snorting coldly.

"Without the Anne family, who cares about you!"

Inside the dressing room, Zoe Anne was now fuming with rage, her chest heaving violently, her originally beautiful face somewhat distorted.

"How dare they?" Zoe Anne pointed toward the door, her fingertips trembling.

The agent had not anticipated such severe consequences as a sudden role change.

"I will have Dad withdraw our investment, and then they can try to shoot!"

Saying this, Zoe Anne was about to take out her phone to call her father, but the agent, as if something occurred to him, stretched out his hand to hold her wrist.

"Withdrawing investment won’t help," the agent shook his head.

Zoe Anne looked at the agent, not understanding.

"Didn’t you see Mr. Anson’s lack of reaction when you mentioned the investment just now? That suggests that he no longer cares whether the Anne family has invested or not."

The agent now realized,

The directorial team might have found another investor, and the amount must be much more than what the Anne family offered, hence the team could easily change the role.

They probably want to promote someone pushed by the new investors.

"So they want to promote someone else now?" Zoe Anne’s almond eyes widened.

The agent couldn’t help but nod.

But the agent was also deeply worried. Zoe Anne had already lost a wave of fans due to the hot search scandal, and if news of the role change broke out...

While the agent was pondering what to do, Zoe Anne had already stormed out of the dressing room.