Chapter 590

Marshall seemed to be doting on Mignon, offering her water and tissues. Whenever Mignon pointed at the actors on stage to critique them, Marshall would readily

agree.

Although Nelly had been away from Istra for many years, she had grown up there and still had many relatives, friends, and even old admirers.

Marshall had been one of Nelly's most ardent pursuers back in the day. But the Morris family was not particularly prominent among Istra's elite, and as an illegitimate son, Marshall couldn't inherit the family fortune, so Nelly had naturally looked down on him.

Who would have thought that after all these years, Marshall would become a famous producer in the industry?

It was a classic male flaw: the one you can't have is always the best. When Nelly returned to Istra, it only took a few words from her to have Marshall fawning over her like a lapdog.

York's films never lacked for funding. But for Nelly's sake, Marshall had kicked out other investors and brought the Powell family on board.

It was also Marshall who had arranged for Mignon to attend the audition as a representative of the investors.

"Mr. Morris, these actresses are average-looking with average skills. Has the entertainment industry really fallen this far?"

Mignon pouted.

Her voice was just loud enough for Director York and screenwriter Cynthia, who were sitting nearby, to hear.

York pretended he hadn't heard anything. Cynthia shot her a disdainful glance but said nothing. Who would waste their time arguing with an idiot?

Marshall looked embarrassed. He picked up a bottle of water and handed it to Mignon. "Mignon, you must be thirsty. Have some water."

What he left unsaid was: Drink more water, talk less.

Mignon clearly didn't get the hint. After a small sip, she continued her critiques of the actors on stage.

York ignored her and focused on directing the audition.

Soon, it was Shirley's turn.

She had recently gained

for her role as a supporting character in a hit drama, but

status wasted, so she was aiming for the third female lead:

That made her and Yvonne competitors for the same role.

The third female lead was a cute and naive Harengon.

Shirley had the perfect innocent, harmless look for the part. Yvonne, on the other hand, had

altuung and foxy appear

more

especially with her distinctive eyes.

So, based on looks alone, Yvonne was at a disadvantage compared to Shirley.

Their acting skills were comparable, which meant Yvonne had no clear edge and was even in a weaker position.

But Yvonne had a good attitude about it. One had to recognize their own shortcomings.

Shirley's audition was excellent, bringing the Harengon to life with her performance.

From her seat in the audience, Yvonne watched Shirley and whispered to Sandra, "Shirley is perfect for this role. I don't think I have a chance."

Sandra saw it too and noticed the satisfied expression on York's face. He was clearly pleased with Shirley's performance.

"We're out of options, and you're not even worried? You're unbelievably laid-back," Sandra hissed, glaring at her.

"Don't be so stressed. We're just ordinary people; we have to learn to bow to reality What's meant to be Will be Yvonne Sard, pattingo Sandra's shoulder sagely.

Sandra irritably brushed her hand away.

Just as Yvonne was about to say more, York called her name.

Yvonne stood up and walked confidently onto the stage.

"Director Vasquez, Ms. Scott, hello everyone. I'm Yvonne, and I'll be auditioning for

the role of the third female lead."

York nodded as he flipped through Yvonne's portfolio.