Chapter 45
“Whatever it is, it can’t be that important. Just come home. Your brother Damon is back today, and you siblings haven’t seen each other in a while.” Lacey’s voice was tinged with urgency.
“Yeah, we can talk about the competition. Damon can even give us some pointers,” Mara chimed in, trying to persuade her.
“Not interested p>
With that, Mira got directly into the car.
“Ma’am, they’re family. They have plenty of time to get together. Today, you’ll have
to let us borrow Mira,” Liora said with a polite but firm smile.
Then, she followed Mira into the car.
Celine quickly got in after her, shut the door, and the car started moving.
“Mira-!” Lacey shouted.
But Celine’s driver wasn’t about to stop just because she yelled.
“Mira, those two were acting so weird today. Why were they in such a hurry to get you to go back?” Liora couldn’t help but ask.
“You don’t think Mara failed the audition and wants you to give her your spot, do you?” Celine guessed.
How was that possible? Mira clearly remembered that in her past life, Mara had not only passed the auditions but had even placed in the top ten in the finals.
So why were they so desperate to get her home?
Mira didn’t believe their nonsense for a second. The claim about seeing her brother and getting tips on the competition was a lie. They would be thrilled if she failed.
Whatever. The three friends hadn’t gotten together in a while. They would have a good meal and enjoy themselves first.
By the time they finished eating, it was already around five in the evening. Just as Celine was about to take Mira home, Lania called and asked Mira to come over.
Kieran had settled his previous work commitments, and there were things they needed to discuss in person.
Mira had no choice but to head to Arclight Arts Academy first.
Kieran was a bit confused. Mira was the heiress of the Mercer family, and the Mercers had their own entertainment company. They could find any manager they wanted, so why hire him, someone with a tarnished reputation?
“I want to start my own business from scratch, with no connection to the Mercer family,” Mira explained. “To be honest with you both, I’ll probably be cutting ties with them soon p>
Kieran and Lania were aware of the recent scandal involving Mira and Mara that had been all over the news.
Recalling how the Mercer family had handled the situation, they understood.
They settled on a salary: a base of five thousand dollars a month, with bonuses and commissions for good performance.
In 2008, that was a relatively high salary. The factory job he currently had only paid a little over a thousand a month.
Even with his connection to Ms. Brooks, business was business. They still needed to go through the proper
Segal procedures and sign an
employment contract.
Next, Mira gave him his first assignments.
“First, help me register a studio and find a suitable office space p>
Then, Mira handed him a list.
“I want you to poach these people. You can offer them generous terms p>
The people on the list were all talented PR professionals with solid character who were currently undervalued at their companies.
This was all based on Mira’s knowledge from her past life.
The money she had on hand was more than enough to support a small team for now.
By the time she had finished, it was evening. Mira prepared to go home and face her family.
When Mira walked in the door, the family was sitting at the dinner table, talking about something. Mara was wiping tears from her eyes.
“Miss Mira is back,” Rachel, the maid, greeted her, then excitedly went to the kitchen to get a plate and utensils for her.
“Why didn’t you come home with your mother this afternoon?” Adrian asked.
Mira hurried to wash her hands and change her clothes, ignoring him.
These days, Adrian got a headache just looking at this daughter. It was like she had
a rebellious streak a mile wide.
So they doted on Mara a little more. Was that really such a big deal?
After cleaning up, Mira marched to the table, ignoring the heavy silence. She helped herself to a mountain of her favorite dishes and started eating, refusing to give them ever a glance.
The others stopped eating, their eyes fixed on her.
“Dad just asked you a question. Why didn’t you answer?” Damon couldn’t help but
remind her.
“Didn’t I already tell you? I was busy,” she retorted.
“Give your spot to your sister. She didn’t pass,” Adrian commanded.
Mara really didn’t pass? What happened?
“No. What does her failing have to do with me p>
“Your sister was ranked twenty-first. If you withdraw from the competition, she’ll get
in,” Damon Mercer explained.
He had assumed that with Mara’s
talent, she would have easily passed
the auditions, so he had left town for
a filming project without
Who knew that being off by a single spot would become such a O
problem?