Chapter 41
Daphne’s defiant expression cracked slightly, and a bitter laugh escaped her lips. “Easy for me? Wilson, you’re not that blind. Which part of my journey to get here has been easy?”
She continued, “You laid out Yvonne’s career path from the start, but what about me? No one did that for me. Let me be clear: I won’t terminate the Turner Group endorsement contract. If you’re going to force my hand, then let’s see who outlasts whom.”
To someone like Wilson, Daphne’s threats were like a kitten challenging a tiger; he completely dismissed them. He glanced at her, his gaze cold and indifferent, then turned to leave without pausing.
“Suit yourself,” he said flatly, his words devoid of emotion.
After Wilson left, Daphne didn’t bother arguing further with Hugo. She left Ava and the lawyers to deal with him while she went to meet Sebastian at an exclusive members-only gym frequented by celebrities. It was a place where even paparazzi would have a reasonable excuse for being present.
After her workout, Daphne’s skin glistened with sweat, and stray strands of hair clung to her face, giving her an energized, youthful glow.
She heard the hum of a treadmill starting beside her and turned to see Sebastian. “I want to modify our endorsement contract, and I need your cooperation,” she said immediately.
Sebastian increased the treadmill speed, looking confused. “Modify? What kind of changes?”
“I noticed a clause stating that if I’m uncooperative during the endorsement period, you have the right to reclaim the payment,” she explained.
Sebastian thought for a moment, recalling the clause. Misunderstanding her concern, he offered, “The contracts are standard templates from the legal department. If you object, I can have them draft an amendment to remove that clause.”
“That’s not it,” Daphne stopped her workout and looked at Sebastian seriously. “I don’t want you to reuse it; I want you to reclaim the payment.”
“Huh?” Sebastian was completely baffled.
Daphne had been a model spokesperson, with event staff praising her professionalism. He stepped off the treadmill and playfully felt her forehead. “Has Wilson driven you crazy enough to give up money?”
“It’s not that I don’t want it—I just don’t want others to benefit from it,” Daphne explained, telling Sebastian about what happened at Starstruck Entertainment.
She gritted her teeth in anger, adding, “Wilson’s trying to force me to terminate the Turner Group contract just to spite Yvonne, and that bastard, Hugo, wants to extort money from me. I won’t let them succeed!”
This was the best solution Daphne could think of. Perhaps it wasn’t perfect, but at least it wouldn’t benefit her enemies. Daphne stated firmly, “Sebastian, I’ll be your spokesperson for free.”
“So instead of benefiting others, you’re benefiting me? Am I not ‘others’?” Sebastian asked with a bright smile, seeming to catch a different meaning.
Daphne missed his undertone and nodded matter-of-factly. “Of course not. We’re getting married soon. You’re my future husband. How could you be ‘others’?”
“I like that answer,” Sebastian grinned.
He then pulled out his phone and instructed his assistant to handle the paperwork for reclaiming the endorsement fees.
At the courthouse, Daphne’s lawyer presented the revised endorsement agreement, showing that she had willingly forfeited her fees. Hugo’s legal team was left speechless, staring at the document in stunned disbelief.
(The final "Chappat" seems to be a typo and should be removed.)