“They’re just greedy money-makers!” the girl snapped, slamming her phone down onto the table in frustration.
Her cheeks were puffed up in anger, and her brows were furrowed so tightly that anyone who saw her might think she’d just been deeply wronged. The frustration in her voice echoed through the small room, crackling through the call like static.
On the screen, Asher raised an amused eyebrow. He leaned back in his chair with a half-smile, completely unbothered by her outburst. “Relax,” he said smoothly, the corners of his lips tugging upward. “I know you’ve got the charm to pull this off. Didn’t you once get nominated for Best Child Actor?”
The girl pouted, folding her arms. “That was years ago.”
“Still counts. Like always, your boss is going to show up in person. That’ll be your ch
