?<strong>Chapter 1178:</strong>


    As she spoke, Madisyn suddenly thought of something.


    “Is ‘Finger Dance’ one of your branchpany’s games?”


    This game had been incredibly popr years ago, but after a few updates, only the die-hard yers stuck around. Recently, though, it had been updated again and seen a resurgence.


    Madisyn’s eyes widened as she looked at Andrew. If her memory served her correctly, Andrew had updated the game right after seeing her y it. Could the update have been for her?


    She kept the thought to herself, not wanting to feel embarrassed if she was wrong. The game was so popr now; it could simply have been a savvy business move on his part.


    Andrew, noticing the look on Madisyn’s face, gently tapped the tip of her nose with his finger.


    “You really overthink things you shouldn’t, andpletely miss the obvious. If I hadn’t seen you ying, why would I have remembered such a small game?”


    A small game… Madisyn couldn’t help but mentally challenge him. A viral sensation sweeping the inte wasn’t exactly “small.” How big did a game need to be to be considered big?


    But then, the fact that Andrew had updated the game because of her sent a warm, indescribable sweetness through her chest. She smiled, wrapping her arms around his neck and murmured, “Thank you, darling, you’re so good to me.”


    For some people, tonight would be a long, sleepless one.


    Austen stood outside Global Entertainment, worry etched on his face. As soon as he saw Tatiana and Jedidiah emerge, he rushed toward them.


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    “Miss Fernandez, I didn’t want to lose the game either. I can’t afford thepensation. Please, can we talk about it?”


    Tatiana was fuming at the sight of Austen. His blunder had made Global Entertainment the subject of public scorn, and the production of her drama had been halted. This could cost her the position of chairman! She just wanted to find an actor to rece him and salvage the situation.


    She shot Austen a look of disdain.


    “You ruined my ns, and now you want to approach me?”


    Tatiana red at his face, about to chase him away when something shifted in her mind. Her eyes narrowed as a new thought formed. She said, “I can renegotiate thepensation, but you need to convince your opponent’s team in the game to join my production, including Night Cat. If they are on board, I’ll agree to it.”


    Public opinion was firmly against Global Entertainment now, but Hank and his team were another story—especially Night Cat, who had be a huge online sensation. If she could sign them, maybe everything could be salvaged.


    Tatiana looked at Austen.


    “You were once a member of that club, weren’t you? As long as you apologize properly, they should be willing to join Global Entertainment, right?”


    Austen’s heart lifted at first, but as Tatiana finished, he was filled with dread.


    “Miss Fernandez, can’t you change your request? Hank and his friends must hate me now. How could they possibly agree? And that Night Cat… she’s Madisyn, the one you mentioned before. How could I ever convince her?”


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