“Hello, Francis. Are you at the audition?"

Jeremy asked on the phone.

“I'm sending someone over there. She wants to observe the casting process. Just Let her in and do whatever she wants. Don't disturb her, understand?"

A flicker of unhappiness crossed Francis‘s eyes.

He was a stubborn man. His pursuit of the art of filming bordered on madness.

And there was nothing Francis hated more than the hidden rules of the entertainment industry. When he directed a movie, he would make every decision from an artistic perspective. Words like favoritism and nepotism were not in his dictionary.

When he heard Jeremy's ambiguous words on the phone, he immediately assumed that there was some actress who wanted to bypass the audition and get a role in The Legend of Anne.

“Fine, send her over," Francis said coldly. “However, Mr. Bradley, I have to let you know in advance that I have my own standards of casting for each role. Don’t think of forcing me to cast any Dick and Harry you want.

You'd have to fire me before you do that!"

Hearing this, Jeremy smiled bitterly.

“Francis, what nonsense are you talking about? Am I really that kind of person in your eyes?"

Although his tone was sharp, he felt aggrieved.

Not only was he the president of the company, but he had also been working together with Francis for several years. Why was there no tacit trust and understanding between them?

However, Francis remained unmoved. He clucked his tongue and said, "I'm not going to be your puppet. I have read the script of The Legend of Anne more than twenty times! It can be said that my understanding of this story is only second to that of Mia herself. It is a masterpiece that will be recorded in the history of literature. I won't allow anyone to desecrate my adaptation of The Legend of Anne!"

Without waiting for a reply, Francis hung up the phone in a huff.

Jeremy had been talking on speaker phone, so both Maria and Lyndsey had heard the whole conversation.

Maria was expressionless as usual, but Lyndsey was stunned.

Francis... was really a badass director!

He even dared to retort to the president of the company he worked for.

No wonder he used to be jobless for a long time.

"I'm sorry, Mia. Francis's just..."

Jeremy shrugged, feeling embarrassed.

He wished that he could turn back time and stop himself from having that conversation on speaker phone.

“You don't have to apologize," Maria said calmly. “Francis is right. He is a good director."

Then, she stood up to leave.