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    Elena’s royalties were billions on their own. Her writing under a pseudonym had already made her a fortune internationally, with her books turned into global hits. Her yearly earnings from royalties and film dividends far surpassed Devonte’s sry as CEO. Her financial status was nothing short of rich.


    A sudden realization struck Devonte. “And the male lead is Louis, Elena’s brother. Kenton, are you suggesting siblings for these roles? That hardly seems fitting.”


    Kenton hadpletely overlooked the male lead. s, it seemed there was no hope for Elena to y the female lead…


    As the auditions dragged on, no candidate managed to impress Kenton.


    That changed when Francesca took the stage.


    At first, Kenton had little hope for her, as Francesca’s appearance didn’t align with the female lead’s image.


    The female lead of the film was a cool, distant beauty, whereas Francesca, though attractive, had more of a girl-next-door charm.


    Yet, upon taking the stage, Francesca underwent a striking transformation. Her usual warmth was gone, reced by a cold, detached manner. Every movement she made seemed to perfectly capture the essence of the character from the novel.


    Kenton’s eyes brightened as he nodded eagerly. “Perfect. Mr. ke, what are your thoughts?”


    Devonte’sck of surprise suggested he expected Francesca’s sess. A hint of pride shone through. Turning to Elena, he asked, “What’s your verdict, Elena?”


    Elena appeared calm, her approval evident as she responded, “She’s perfect. She really captures the role.”


    It was clear to Elena that Francesca had deeply connected with the source material, embodying the character’s spirit more urately than anyone else that day.


    With Elena’s approval, the role of Rylee was promptly given to Francesca.


    Shortly thereafter, Francesca approached Elena, her demeanor more attached and lively than usual. “Elena, do you truly believe I’m fit for the role?” Her excitement was evident, even causing her voice to quiver slightly.


    Devonte rubbed his forehead, a sense of unease settling over him. Oh no, had Francesca caught on to something? He couldn’t help but shift a bit.


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    Elena openlymended her. “You were exceptional today.”


    Francesca beamed with joy. “That means so much! May I invite you to lunch?”


    Louis interjected from nearby, “What about me?”


    Hesitant at first to include a third person, Francesca pondered briefly but invited him, fearing Elena might decline otherwise. “Sure,e along.”


    With Louis’ inclusion, Elena felt more inclined to ept.


    Indeed, Elena agreed to join, and what was to be a lunch for two became a party of four, as Devonte also tagged along.


    At the table, Francesca enthusiastically rmended menu items to Elena, like an eager puppy.


    Devonte made several yful attempts to feed Francesca to quiet her bubbling excitement.


    Francesca’s voice dominated the conversation during the meal.


    As they prepared to settle the bill, Devonte pulled Francesca aside. “You’re quite the enthusiast today, aren’t you?” he half-joked about her excessive excitement.


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