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"Damn it!"

Anderson slammed the table out of frustration.

"If that bastard can't control his dick he should just chop it off!" Anderson lashed out in anger.

Gloom soon started taking over him.

It was the same for all the production members in that room. They had been working day and night for this film but not even a month had passed after starting the shooting that the lead actor was caught in a scandal.

"What should we do now sir?" The producer asked Anderson.

"You already know what we need to do George," Anderson, the director, sighed.

With this sigh, it seemed as if he had aged considerably.

George who shared a similar mood with Anderson could only nod and reply with tiredness laced in his voice, "Then I'll proceed with revoking his contract. When do you want me to start the auditions?"

"I'll let you know in a while. For now, I need some time for myself," Anderson said, pushing himself off the seat, grabbing his jacket, and leaving the room.

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His manner of walking reflected a sense of dejection.

George could only let him do what he wanted as he could sympathize with his mood.

George then busied himself with the termination procedures of the current lead actor.

No matter what, he can't allow that bastard's act to damage the film they've been pouring all their efforts into.

If all the directors in the country's film industry were to be ranked, Anderson's name would appear somewhere in between.

It was not that he didn't have adequate skills to make good films but that he was very picky when selecting good stories.

One would think that since he's so picky then the stories he had picked so far would have done great. However, that was not the case.

He had 10 flops to his name and around 20 films that performed only a little better than average.

So in the industry, he was popular as an arrogant bastard with nothing to show for it.

Anderson however didn't think that. It was the same for those who knew him personally.

"Darling I'm home," Anderson said as he entered his apartment.

A cabinet filled with all the prizes he had won in film-making during his university days entered his sight.

"You're home early today," A middle-aged woman replied.

She was reading a book titled 'I Hate Writing'. It was the talk of the town during these days with hundreds of copies sold.

A book filled with the struggles and aspirations of a young boy who hated writing but ended up loving it with time.

"Is the lunch ready?" Anderson asked as he removed his jacket. He placed it on the wall and made his way towards his wife.

"Not yet, Why? you're hungry already?" Yulan asked.

Even with wrinkles on her face she still looked pretty making one imagine just how beautiful and charming she used to be in her younger days.

"I feel like eating," Anderson replied.

Hearing this Yulan gently folded the page she was on and closed the book. Her attention was now fully on her husband.

They had been married for two decades now.

During this time both of them had picked up on certain habits of each other. One such habit was currently being shown by Anderson.

Whenever he was upset he tended to overeat.

Therefore, when she heard his reply she immediately asked, "What happened?"

Anderson had taken a seat by now. When he heard his wife's question he sighed and told everything that had happened to her.

"That's truly unfortunate. However, if you look at it from a different angle then you were fortunate that this happened," Yulan said with a smile.

"Hmm? What do you mean?" Anderson looked at her with a confused expression.

"Imagine if you had received this news after you had finished shooting the entire film. Isn't the current situation much better than that? It's only the loss of a few days of effort." Yulan answered.

"...You're right. Haha! This truly is much better compared to that scenario," Anderson agreed and shook his head mockingly. What he had considered to be a curse was instead a blessing.

"As long as you understand," Yulan smiled seeing her husband like this. She got up from the seat to check up on the food she had put on the stove.

Seeing this Anderson turned on the television.

He was a big movie addict but because of being involved in this film, he had not gotten much of a chance to watch them peacefully.

'I'll just relax for a couple of days before starting the audition,' He thought as he changed to his favourite movie channel.

Tch

Anderson clicked his tongue seeing that advertisements were being played. He pulled out his phone to catch up with the latest messages while waiting for the ads to be over.

At that moment an interesting background sound caught his attention and made him lift his head towards the television. It was a trailer. A film trailer to be precise.

'Smile Please? That's a weird name,' He thought to himself. If not for the bloody font style used he would have shifted his attention back to his phone.

The trailer soon started. It was just a thirty-second long trailer however that was enough to win the heart of a movie addict like Anderson.

The trailer ended with showing Jin's cold countenance.

'Who is this actor? I've never seen him before!' Anderson wanted to see more of Jin however the trailer ended the next moment.

'I have to watch this film!' Anderson made up his mind and the next second started tinkering with his phone.

Yulan soon arrived back to the living room and asked with a furrowed expression, "I've been calling you for lunch for a while now! What are you so busy with?"

Anderson didn't take Yulan's anger to heart but instead asked her, "Honey, are you free tonight?"

"...Yes? What's the matter?" Yulan couldn't help but ask seeing Anderson's excited expression.

Anderson turned his mobile screen towards Yulan and said with a grin, "We're going to watch a movie tonight,'

While all this was going on Jin had just received a new mission.

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Objective:

Kill the Minister

Target Name: Robert Potreigo

Target Age: 47 years old

Target Location:

[Click]

Reward: 5000 KP

Intel-

He is the current Minister of Road and Transport.

Plans to pass a bill in the parliament which would ban the use of electric cars in the country.

Stop him.

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