<b>Chapter </b><b>455 </b>
The mini drama had <b>caused </b>Trevor a terrible mood. If his TV series had aired <b>as </b>nned, there wouldn’t be any issues<b>. </b><b>The </b>problem was that he suddenly switched <b>to </b><b>a </b><b>live </b><b>broadcast </b>model<b>, </b>which inevitably made people suspect he was trying to steal the spotlight from the trending mini dramas.
People, normally, wouldn’t think much of it if it were in the past. But mini dramas <b>were </b>now at their peak in poprity, and were tied to Aubree. <b>Even </b>those who weren’t Trevor’s fans knew that, regardless <b>of </b>what he said, deep down, he <b>was </b>unhappy with Aubree.
Competing <b>wasn’t </b><b>an </b><b>issue</b>; what mattered was the embarrassment of losing. And with rushed post–production due to time constraints, Trevor ended up in embarrassment.
Many marketing ounts jumped on it for traffic, turning his new series into a meme. They joked that even a master of the entertainment circle like him could <b>have </b>a disastrous flop.
If Trevor had just let it <b>go</b>, the fuss would have died down. However, he couldn’t swallow his pride. Whether it was hiring trolls or rallying his fans, whenever a marketing ount hyped this up, they would be attacked.
But people had a rebellious <b>streak</b>, <b>so </b>after <b>a </b><b>few </b>rounds of this, Trevor became the <b>target </b>of widespread mockery.
Such an oue surprised Aubree. ‘So, Trevor has been feeling pretty stifledtely<b>?</b>‘ she thought. <b>‘</b><b>It’s </b><b>a </b>good thing!”
The situation with Sophia remained unresolved. Trevor, with his personality, could maintain control and avoid mistakes when rational. However, with all his pent–up frustration, he now needed a way to vent.
Aubree grinned slyly. ‘As his dear younger sister, of course, I couldn’t bear to see my good brother stewing in anger<b>, </b>she thought.
There were people in Trevor’s <b>crew </b>who were under her arrangement. So she had someone find a way to invite Trevor out for a drink or a gathering.
After making arrangements about Trevor’s situation, Aubree received a message from Birgitte.
ording to her, GrabCheap in Südlichen Strand had recentlye under malicious attack. Nothing serious had happened thus far, but the attacks on GrabCheap’s servers were clearly organized and nned, which was probably just a test run. Aubree figured she had better head over there herself.
In the reception room of the Lawson Group, Bryan sat there, watching the steam swirling over his coffee, waiting patiently for Elizabeth.
“Sorry to keep you waiting,” Elizabeth, dressed in a professional business suit, pushed open the door and said. The crisp click of her heels on the floor echoed through the room just like her, decisive and energetic.
“Ms. Lawson, have you thought about what we talked aboutst time?” Bryan asked.
“Thest time Bryan came to me… Elizabeth thought for a moment and couldn’t help but chuckle. She was surprised that Bryan woulde to her with an alliance marriage proposal between the Wilson and Lawson families, between Bryan and her.
Of course, this marriage was nothing but a facade. The only man she truly cared about was Bowen, and no one else.
Bryan’s reasoning was simple. He wanted to deal with Aubree, and she wanted to win over Bowen, which meant she had to go against Aubree.
So why didn’t they join forces? Once Aubree was out of the picture, the Turner family would also be thrown into a predicament. By then, Bowen would probably end up being tied down by her. It sounded like a pretty good n.
“Mr. Wilson, don’t mind me being straightforward. Our families have long been in a cooperative rtionship. A marriage alliance seems somewhat unnecessary, doesn’t it?” Elizabeth said.
“Business partnerships <b>are </b>inherently fragile. Only amunity of shared interests bound together is the most reliable rtionship. Moreover, it’s my father who coborates with you, not me,” Bryan replied.
Elizabeth had already made up her mind before she arrived. Saying this was merely to test Bryan’s attitude further.
<b>She </b>picked up her cup and clinked it against Bryan’s with a crisp sound, a prelude to sealing the deal.
“I agree. Now that we are the closest allies, may I know your ns moving forward?” Elizabeth said, smiling.