"Spring Dream In City." held its second press conference to announce the casting change.
Since Lettie finally latched onto Armando and chose to temporarily leave the entertainment industry, Basil, the investors, and the sponsors took the opportunity to announce the recasting of the second female lead. Although every reporter at the press conference latched onto the relationships between Basil, Lettie, and Armando like leeches, Basil handled it very well. He remained calm throughout, speaking the facts as they were. He admitted that in high school, he paid more attention to Lettie because she was the club senior, but everything ended after Lettie graduated. Their frequent meetings during this period were just to discuss the new script, and their dinners and farewell goodnight kisses were just normal interactions between friends.
"Mr. Logan, if you were to say one honest thing to Miss Greene now, what would it be?" a female reporter asked as the press conference drew to a close.
Everyone held their breath, waiting.
Although Mr. Logan had perfectly embodied the gentlemanly demeanor of a righteous man throughout the press conference, it didn't stop people from speculating with the utmost malice.
A normal man encountering such a pretentious and lowly woman who despises the poor and loves the rich... Of course, Mr. Logan was not some poor guy, but compared to the entertainment tycoon with mountains of gold and silver, he was indeed lacking. What could he possibly say to her? Naturally, it would only be something like "bitch," "hipocrite," or "scheming," right?
The director remained calm, slowly looking at the camera aimed at him, and said, "Thank you for your question. I think I would say 'thank you' to her."
After saying this, some people were stunned. How could this be? Was Mr. Logan considering himself a saint with such magnanimity? No wonder his lover was taken away, leaving him green with envy!
However, most people just felt that it was indeed the case. The rules in the entertainment industry always seemed like a mask, and sometimes it was hard to tell if what was behind it was reality or still part of a play.
But regardless of what others thought, Basil felt he had truly graduated from Lettie, even if this graduation ceremony had come almost twelve years late.
He wanted to thank Lettie. Of course, he still couldn't agree with her character, but she had indeed helped him become a better man and made him realize his true love. Saying "thank you" wasn't too much. From now on, they had no more relationship. Maybe years later, someone would dig up the young and ambiguous story of him and her in high school. By then, he would only admit that it was just a youthful indiscretion. Now, the play was over, and he should take his final bow.
After the press conference, a woman in a round hat, big sunglasses, and a mask approached Basil and walked alongside him. Basil smiled and asked, "How did I do?"
The woman snorted from behind her mask, "Not bad. If you ever stop being a director, Bas, you could become an actor. Even the best actors wouldn't be your match."
"Are you jealous?" Basil laughed lightly.
Knowing how to be jealous was good. It seemed their relationship had finally made some progress.
"Jealous? Bas, don't you know I eat everything except jealousy?"
"Alright, alright, not jealous," he said with a smile, gently rubbing the top of her round hat. "Tonight's dinner is Pulled Pork. Want some?"
The woman's eyes lit up behind her sunglasses when she heard this. "Of course I want some. How could I not? Bas's Pulled Pork is the best."
"Didn't you say you don't get jealous?" The man leaned close to her ear, his magnetic voice gently brushing against her eardrum. Her exposed earlobe turned faintly red.
"You're so annoying—" This time, she didn't even bother calling him Bas.
This scene was caught by two paparazzi who hadn't left yet.
Paparazzo A asked, "Why does the woman next to Basil look so much like Cierra?"
Paparazzo B replied, "They look really close! Could it be that Lettie was just a cover?"
Paparazzo A clutched his head and wailed, "I bet it is! How could this happen? Cierra is my goddess!""How did you get this?"
Paparazzo B (female): "..." Luckily, I'm into men.
