Realizing that he had gotten on Anthony's bad side because he had ignored Maria, Bill couldn't help but feel embarrassed.

“What are you doing here? Just get to the point,” Maria said indifferently.

Bill was affronted by her rude attitude, but he didn't dare teach her a lesson in front of Anthony.

“Here is the thing..."

Bill took out a document from his briefcase and put it on the table in front of Maria.

“Maria, this is an once-in-a-Lifetime opportunity! The film and television company founded by Patricia is willing to sign you. As Long as you sign this contract, you can make your debut as an artist soon.”

What was on the coffee table was indeed a contract for new artists. Bill wasn't lying at all.

However, his tone was a Little supercilious, as if he was doing Maria a favor and expected her to be grateful in return

After all, in his eyes, Maria was just a nobody.

Aside from her outstanding appearance, there was nothing about her that was worth mentioning.

Even her engagement with a wealthy man Like Anthony was only thanks to Bill.

Now that he was even offering Maria a chance to become a star, Bill expected her to practically fall over with gratitude.

However, Maria didn't so much as glance at the document on the table. The more Bill explained what it was about, the more Maria seemed to lose interest in it.

Her reaction left Bill feeling unsettled.

However, he quickly pushed his uneasiness aside, telling himself that Maria was just pretending to be reserved because she didn't want to show how excited she was about the contract.

It was Anthony who picked up the contract first and flipped through a few pages.

“For the next three years, the artist will act in at least one movie and one web series, and they should play any supporting role designated by the company? The remuneration for each movie is no less than 5 thousand dollars before tax?"

Anthony casually read the important parts of the contract out Loud. Maria didn't say anything, but there was a flicker of disdain in her eyes.

“What do you think? Are you satisfied?" Bill asked with a smile.

“Satisfied?"