If that was what he wanted, then be it. When my next project was confirmed, I’d split our assets and walk away.
Just as I finished cleaning, my assistant called in a panic. “Miss Isla, bad news. The role we just landed was reassigned to Marina!”
My phone nearly slipped from my hand upon hearing it. Quickly after the call, I stormed into Dominic’s office and slammed the contract files onto his desk.
“You gave my mother’s role to that—that bitch?” I hissed.
He took my outburst without flinching; even his cigar didn’t tremble. “Marina’s got potential. Don’t worry.”
I grabbed his collar and snarled, “My mother was a hero in research. She died with her data in order, and yet you want someone who can’t even memorize lines to play her? Marina doesn’t deserve that role!”
“How do you know she doesn’t deserve it if you don’t give her a chance?” he shot back.
“She’s my mother! Nobody knows her like I do!” My eyes burned red. “If you let her play my mother, I will ruin her career. I can give up being an actress just so I can do whatever it takes.”
Shock flickered in his gaze.
He was Dominic, the man everyone admired, but if I were determined to burn bridges, I could.