Rebirth: Clinging to My Possessive Magnate-Chapter 689: Doing Whatever It Takes

"Brother Fletcher, sorry to trouble you." Ophelia Wilson slightly bowed to express her thanks.

"It’s what I should do." Albert Fletcher smiled while comforting Ophelia Wilson, saying, "Don’t think too much, there are plenty of opportunities."

"Yes, I know." Ophelia Wilson smiled, seemingly relieved, and left with her assistant.

After Ophelia Wilson left, Albert Fletcher slowly walked to the trash can, knelt down, and gently stirred the shredded paper inside with his fingers. As expected, the business card he had torn up was already gone.

Albert Fletcher’s eyes darkened; Ophelia Wilson really would stop at nothing for success.

But, can she make up her mind to secure this endorsement?

Albert Fletcher stood up, leisurely sat down on a chair nearby, and made a phone call to James Reed. Once connected, he spoke with a touch of concern and sincere care: "Mr. Reed, I’m Ophelia’s agent, Albert Fletcher."

"Brother Fletcher." James Reed was quite courteous to Albert Fletcher as well and asked with a smile, "What’s the reason for calling? Or did something happen to Ophelia?"

"Mr. Reed, there’s an endorsement deal that Ophelia didn’t secure, and she’s quite disappointed. Of course, it’s a great opportunity, but the director on that end has a poor personal lifestyle." Albert Fletcher said, "If Mr. Reed has time, please comfort Ophelia. She’s been working too hard recently; if this doesn’t succeed, I’m worried she won’t adjust her mindset well, which might impact future work."

"Okay, I understand, thank you, Brother Fletcher." James Reed replied with a smile.

After hanging up the call, James Reed pondered for a moment and directly called his assistant to thoroughly investigate that director.

Two days later, Ophelia Wilson dressed meticulously before meeting James Reed.

Lately, both of them had been incredibly busy, and aside from phone calls, they hadn’t had time to meet.

"James." Ophelia Wilson entered the private room, seeing the elegant James Reed and smiled happily.

"Ophelia." James Reed first gave Ophelia Wilson a warm hug, whispering in her ear, "I miss you so much."

Ophelia Wilson chuckled at that, a bit shy, as she held his hand and said, "I miss you too. But we’re so busy... Ugh... I really wish I could do nothing and just be with you every day."

"I do too." James Reed sighed lightly, "Unfortunately... reality won’t allow it."

"My position at Seymour Corporation is a bit awkward right now. I have to work harder, otherwise, not only would my position at Seymour Corporation be at risk, but it could also affect my dad."

"I know everything." Ophelia Wilson quickly said, "I know it’s a critical time for you now. If I were more famous, I could help you."

The celebrity effect could boost Seymour Corporation’s products, and as James’s fiancée, what she was doing was also for James’s reputation.

"Silly woman, how can you think like that? I’m the man; I’m supposed to take care of you." James Reed said with amusement, "Stop thinking about these things."

With that, James Reed took out a stack of documents and handed it to Ophelia Wilson: "Take a look at this."

Ophelia Wilson, puzzled, accepted it, and after just reading one line, she looked up at James Reed in surprise: "James, this is..."

"Finish reading then let’s talk." James Reed said with a smile.