Dorian was taken aback as if he couldn't quite believe her words.
"Lila, I'm trying to help—"
"Dorian." Lila's brows were knitted together, and she was devoid of the desire to continue the conversation. "Whatever. This has nothing to do with me anymore."
With that, she turned to leave, leaving Dorian feeling a pang of hurt in his heart.
Unwilling to let it end like this, he hurried after her. "Fine. If you say I'm not helping, let's leave it at that. I'll listen to you," he said, sounding somewhat aggrieved.
"I've prepared a spot for you as my agent. Just wait a little longer. Once your work as the assistant director wraps up, I'll request to transfer you back to my team. You can continue being my agent, okay?"
Lila paused, and her brows twitched as a complex, unreadable emotion flickered in her eyes.
She scrutinized him, feeling a sense of unfamiliarity. "You've prepared a spot for me as your agent?"
He was out there showing off with Zara while pleading for her return? Didn't that seem absurd?
Upon hearing her question, Dorian felt his tightly wound emotions relax slightly, thinking she might be softening and willing to give him another chance.
"Yeah, you've always wanted to be my agent, right? I won't assign you too much work—"
His affirming response elicited a chuckle from Lila.
He felt something was off with that chuckle, but he continued, "I won't overload you with tasks, and I'll invest in a script for you to direct, okay?"
Her pink lips curved into a smile as she asked in a light tone, "And what about Zara? You want me to be your agent while keeping her as your assistant. Are you planning to have it both ways?"
His shamelessness officially reached new heights.
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