Capítulo 74: HWI 74
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Hollywood What If Chapter 74
"Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit--!!!"
Carl Morin cursed under his breath as he walked into the WMA Vice President's office.
He already had an idea why he had been summoned. His fists were clenched in anger. He was flushed. Even his eyes were bloodshot. He hadn't had any real rest these days. Mad, angry, he was in despair. Especially when Cassandra filed a complaint against him.
That was right. The bitch would never go to jail alone. She had to take Carl Morin with her!
Carl Morin entered the room without a care in the world.
"You know why you're here."
Lawlor Dean looked at Carl Morin. The WMA president of L.A branch spoke to Lawlor Dean. He was humiliated in front of the other vice presidents.
WMA was an agency and there were five vice presidents and two presidents. The company had two offices, Los Angeles and New York.
Even though he was a Vice President, Lawlor Dean received nothing but criticism at the annual meeting. The other vice presidents blamed him for Kazir Grey's situation.
After all, Lawlor Dean was the one responsible for kicking the director out of their company.
Fortunately, Lawlor Dean was not fired, but his position in the company was grave.
"You have to understand. This is all your fault."
"..."
Carl Morin was too quiet. He didn't know when everything went wrong. Was it because he had seduced Cassandra? Was it because he dumped Kazir Grey? Or was it because of Leon Lau's movie?
"Leon Lau's movie didn't make any money at all. It stayed in theaters for four weeks. It only made a small amount of 5.6 million dollars!"
Lawlor Dean spoke. He looked at the documents in front of him. The movie had been a massive failure.
"Vice President, Leon's movie didn't have a big budget. It only cost 600 thousand dollars. I think generating 5.6 million dollars is not bad."
Carl Morin tried to explain.
"That's right. It's impossible for a movie with a small budget to make that much money. It didn't have any publicity either... But what about Napoleon Dynamite?"
"..."
Carl Morin didn't know how to respond to this statement.
"Napoleon Dynamite cost 500 thousand dollars to make. Yet it had much more trend than Leon Lau's movie. I can't believe you pushed Kazir away. He is much more talented than Leon Lau... It's all your fault."
"Wait, what?"
Carl Morin was stunned. He knew that he was partly responsible for Kazir's termination. But at that time he had only followed Lawlor Dean's orders.
"No! I think you are also responsible. If it were not for you, Kazir might still be my client! Maybe my status as an agent will be upgraded if Kazir is still my client... If not for your order at that time!"
Carl Morin roared.
"Shut up. You don't have to blame others for your own mistakes. You are fired. You don't have to show your face anymore. Pack your things."
"What about Leon Lau's contract?"
"We will find another agent for Leon. Now go away. I don't want to see you again."
Lawlor Dean scoffed.
"I see... So everything I have done is nothing. The hard work I did is useless. Hehe." He laughed madly.
"Get out of my office."
"No, not at all."
Carl Morin approached the Vice President.
"W-what are you doing? Stay away! I said stay away!"
"I need to teach you a lesson first!"
Carl Morin began to punch Lawlor Dean. This caused a huge scene in WMA. The police arrested Carl Morin for assault and battery. As for Lawlor Dean, his face was swollen and red. His nose was broken. Even his ribs were broken. As for his left knee... he might have a hard time walking without a cane.
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"You said Terry Semel wanted to see me?"
Kazir walked down the building. Beside him was his agent, Salvatore Barlowe.
"That's right. I believe it has to do with the box office and your next movie."
"I understand."
The two walked down the parking lot. As they walked, they found a commotion.
"Let go of me!"
"Ma'am, you are trespassing. We advise you to leave or we will call the police."
"Then call the cops! I'm going to jail anyway! I just want to meet someone! I said let me go!"
Kazir and Salvatore stopped. They recognized the woman. It was Cassandra Hoecrap, Kazir's ex-wife.
"K- Kazir! Kazir! It's me! Baby, let's talk! Baby? Baby!"
Cassandra started to make a scene when she found Kazir.
Kazir Grey sighed. He was over with Cassandra, but it seemed the woman wanted to harass him.
"Cassandra, what are you doing here?"
"Baby, let's talk please~ I miss you~"
Her voice was hoarse even though she spoke sweetly. Maybe she hadn't slept much these days.
Her appearance was unkempt. She didn't have her usual makeup and false eyelashes... She looked simple and sweet. This was the truth. Cassandra had lost weight, but she still looked pretty. Even without makeup.
Unfortunately for Cassandra, Kazir was unaffected by her pathetic appearance.
"What do you want?"
"Kazir, baby... Let's go back to the time when we love each other, baby. I miss you~"
Her eyes watered. Kazir was not sure if the woman was sincere or faking it. But he felt nothing.
"Cassandra, we are divorced. Our divorce is already settled."
He started to walk away. He didn't bother to talk to her.
"T- Then at least stop the lawsuit! Kazir, I know you can do it! Don't you feel sorry for me? I thought you love me! Kazir, please... I don't want to go to jail."
Kazir stopped and turned around.
"Cassandra. You tried to destroy my life, three times. The first time, I almost wanted to stop living. I hated you... But now you are nothing but a stranger. I will not stop the trial. You deserve it."
"Why? Why are you doing this to me? Kazir! You're a heartless bastard! Fuck you!"
"No Cassandra, I think you are the heartless one here."
"What do you mean?" She glared at him. Biting her lip until it bled.
"I know what you did. You aborted our child."
"..." Cassandra was speechless.
"H-how did you know?"
"It's useless to explain. I don't want to see you again."
"Kazir! Kazir! Baby, I'm sorry! I was greedy back then! I don't want a burden because I want to divorce you! I feel the child is useless since we are going to divorce anyway! Baby, listen to me, please!"
Kazir didn't listen and walked away. Cassandra was subdued by the security guards and screamed her lungs out.
That was the last time Kazir saw her.
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