Doted by Many: I became the Top-Tier Celebrity!-Chapter 319 - 318: Driven to Rage

May Sloane felt that the aura around her was too strong, making her heart tremble uncontrollably.

If she were an enemy of Tiana Thorne, she would likely have been killed several times over.

"How do I help?"

Tiana Thorne curved her lips: "Call Arthur Donovan."

"Now?"

Tiana Thorne licked her lips: "Yes, right now. Then, tell him my demands aren’t low—fifty million as the salary, and he must give her a perfect leading role."

Upon hearing this, May Sloane, who had been tense, immediately relaxed and laughed out loud: "He would probably cough up blood three times over."

"Call him, do as I say."

May Sloane nodded, then dialed Arthur Donovan’s number and put it on speakerphone.

After just two rings, Arthur Donovan answered the phone: "Hello, Miss Sloane."

May Sloane thought that Arthur Donovan was indeed waiting for her call.

After all, Tiana had met with him, and that night must have left a very deep impression. Therefore, if the price was right, he would definitely still choose Tiana.

Unfortunately, Tiana wasn’t interested in her.

May Sloane smiled, her mature voice fully expressed: "Director Donovan, hello. I also think your script is very suitable for Tiana. I really hope we can collaborate. Since it’s like this, let’s speak frankly. Our side is also very sincere. If Director Donovan can offer fifty million as the salary, Tiana will naturally give you the best leading lady."

Arthur Donovan, listening to the first half, was still mulling over the matter.

Upon hearing the latter half, he was completely dumbfounded.

This is what you call sincerity?!!

If he could spare fifty million, he would go for an A-list star; how could he waste so much money on her?

Immediately, his face changed.

Being a big director, thinking that they are in the same circle, Tiana Thorne might become hugely successful in the future, he thought there should be some leeway.

He smiled, his voice serious: "Miss Sloane, I’ll be frank as well. A salary of fifty million is really impossible."

May Sloane curved her lips: "That’s a pity. It seems we’ll have to wait for another opportunity to work with Director Donovan."

"Alright."

"Goodbye, Director Donovan."

May Sloane hung up the phone and started laughing: "Hahaha, Tiana, I bet Arthur Donovan’s face is worse than foot fungus."

Tiana Thorne smirked playfully.

After a while, May Sloane asked, "Now that you’re completely severing ties with him, what are your plans?"

"Not quite completely."

"What?" May Sloane was puzzled.

Tiana Thorne’s eyes deepened, and with a slight movement of her fingers, she pulled up Wesley Hughes’ number and called directly.

It rang for a long time, but he didn’t answer.

This surprised May Sloane a bit, after all, the Tiana she remembered didn’t usually have such patience.

Finally, Wesley Hughes picked up the phone: "Hello, who is this?"

A thought crossed Tiana Thorne’s mind as she softly spoke: "Wesley."

May Sloane was startled next to her, looking at her in disbelief.

This was probably the first time in all the time they’ve known each other that she used such a gentle voice to call a man.

There were plenty of brothers she mentioned like this, but the tone was always coquettish and fake.

However, this time with Wesley, it felt different.

She couldn’t quite pinpoint what was different.

Wesley Hughes was quiet for a moment before responding: "Is this Miss Thorne?"

Tiana Thorne replied: "Yes, it’s Tiana Thorne."

"Have you made up your mind?" Wesley Hughes’ voice became somewhat tense.

Tiana Thorne’s voice gradually turned more despondent, pursing her lips: "Yes, I’ve made up my mind. I just..."

"What’s wrong?"

"Director Donovan might still have issues because of past events; he didn’t really want to use me. He called to say they’ve changed the female lead. From now on, I won’t have any opportunity to work with you all." Tiana Thorne said, sounding as if she was in low spirits.

"How could this happen..." Wesley Hughes didn’t seem to expect this outcome.

"Wesley, Director Donovan will likely blacklist me. I won’t be able to survive in the entertainment world in the future. Thank you for what you did three years ago. If it weren’t for you, this day would have come much sooner." Tiana Thorne spoke sincerely.

Wesley Hughes was a bit shocked: "You knew all along?"

Tiana Thorne smiled: "With what happened, how could I not know? It’s just that I didn’t want to face it."

Wesley Hughes didn’t say anything.

Tiana Thorne continued: "You’re talented. For all these years, you’ve done so much for him. If possible, live for yourself."

"You..."

"Wesley, live your life in peace." Tiana Thorne interrupted him.

"...Alright."

Then, she hung up the phone.

May Sloane heard her sincerity and also the lies: "Tiana, what are you doing..."

"They need to turn against each other." Tiana Thorne looked at her, eyes full of sharp intent.

May Sloane’s heart skipped a beat, and she didn’t ask further.

...

After Wesley Hughes hung up, he was unable to snap out of it for a long time.

He didn’t expect that, despite his efforts over the past three years, his uncle would go back on his word.

Wesley Hughes clenched his hands into fists. He wanted to confront Arthur Donovan but knew it was fruitless; all he could do was silently wait for an opportunity.

At this moment, Arthur Donovan returned, his face flushed, eyes filled with anger.

"Uncle."

Arthur Donovan kicked the coffee table hard: "Tiana Thorne, acting so ungrateful!"

Wesley Hughes’ eyes flickered slightly, but he didn’t say anything.

Arthur Donovan ranted: "I offered her the lead role, and her demands were like daylight robbery—fifty million, Wesley! How can she, a washed-up little artist, have the nerve to ask for such a high salary?"

Wesley Hughes smirked internally.

To cover his lies, Arthur Donovan made up this story to tell him that it was Tiana Thorne who had unreasonable demands.

Indeed, this was Arthur Donovan’s usual tactic.

"She still thinks she’s the queen of variety shows, commanding a million per episode? She’s never even acted in any meaningful productions. I don’t know where she gets the nerve to ask me for fifty million."

Arthur Donovan grew angrier as he spoke, glaring coldly at Wesley Hughes: "Is this the kind of person you’re interested in? Does she really think she’s a treasure just because of her looks and figure?"

Wesley Hughes maintained his composure and asked him: "Did she refuse?"

"Fifty million for a role. Would you accept it?"

At first, he thought that if she asked for a million, the deal would be settled. But who knew she’d think so highly of herself.

Arthur Donovan furrowed his brow: "Don’t mention this woman to me ever again."

He was really fuming and had nowhere to vent.

For Tiana Thorne to demand such a salary meant she didn’t take him, a major director, seriously at all.

How could he not be angry?

Indeed, it was better to work with newcomers who were easier to manipulate.

Wesley Hughes asked calmly: "Since the talks fell apart, does Uncle have a new candidate?"