Chapter 310: I Will Be There

“Leave the casting to me, Mr. Zayn. Just focus on working with the original author to finalize the script quickly,” Olivia said, patting Zayn on the shoulder.

Zayn sighed, realizing there was no better option. Starlit Entertainment had openly issued a widespread ban on Olivia within the industry. Other talent agencies, wary of such a powerful opponent, dared not risk offending them for the sake of a rising star like Olivia.

Olivia jotted down the key roles, mapping out her casting direction. Though most agencies avoided trouble with Starlit Entertainment, she knew one company that wouldn’t be intimidated. Without hesitation, she dialed a number.

The moment the call connected, Vance’s enthusiastic voice rang out. “Olivia! Oh my dearest Olivia!” The tremor in his voice made Olivia cringe. “Cut it out. I’ve got business to discuss.”

“Business? I’m all ears!” Vance declared eagerly.

“I’m planning to produce a movie…”

“How much? I’m investing!” Vance interrupted without waiting for further details.

Olivia rubbed her temple. “Forget the money. I just want to borrow a couple of your actors.” By “borrow,” she meant without any payment involved. She had zero guilt about tapping into the Wilson family’s resources.

“Who do you want?” Vance asked curiously.

“Louis,” Olivia replied. Louis, trained in martial arts—mostly showy techniques but visually impressive—would fit perfectly as the female lead’s brother.

“No problem! Who else?”

“Eugene,” Olivia added. Though unfamiliar with Eugene’s acting, his striking appearance made him the perfect male lead for “Legacy of the Dynasty.” The role required a mostly silent, stoic presence, and Eugene’s looks alone would command attention.

“Wait, who?” Vance’s voice faltered.

“Eugene.”

Vance fell silent for a long moment. Louis is manageable, but Eugene? Vance wasn’t sure he could handle that request. He never expected Olivia to ask for his brother’s secret identity.

“Well…can I get back to you on that?” Vance said cautiously, feeling cornered.

“Sure,” Olivia agreed calmly.

Hanging up, Vance agonized over how to break the news to Alexander. How do I tell Alex that his wife wants his secret identity to star in a movie for free?

Meanwhile, Olivia sent Eugene a direct text. “I’m producing a new movie and think there’s a role perfectly suited to your vibe. Interested?”

On a private jet, Alexander glanced at the message, raising an eyebrow. Perfectly suited to my vibe? “When’s the shoot?” he replied.

“The script’s nearly ready. We should start in a few days. If you’re free the day after tomorrow, come check it out.”

Alexander did a quick calculation. A round trip to Solara would take at least fifteen hours, nearly a full day.

“Send me the address. I’ll be there.”

After sending the text, Alexander stood abruptly. Henry, who had been watching the cabin crew prepare for departure, was taken aback. “Mr. Wilson, we’re about to take off. Would you like to be seated to avoid turbulence?”

“Cancel the flight,” Alexander said calmly.

Henry blinked, confused. “Cancel?”