The man who appeared there was dressed in a white suit. He spoke in a gentle tone, but the certainty and arrogance in his words made everyone feel distinctly uncomfortable.
His demeanor made it seem like he was discussing something he was absolutely determined to get.
Especially when he looked at Serena, his gaze was as if he already considered her his personal possession.
As for Evan Lin, the man merely glanced at his face and then completely ignored him.
"I don't really understand why you're so invested in this kid, but since you care so much, I'll just tell you directly."
"Serena, come drink with me alone now."
"If I enjoy myself, I'll let this kid go. Otherwise, I can't guarantee he'll leave the hotel in one piece."
Hearing his words, Queenie Tong's face changed.
Serena's brows furrowed as she looked at the man, her gaze clearly wary and guarded.
"Excuse me, sir, are you a friend of Miss Serena?"
Leon Yuan, who was sitting there, stood up at this moment.
Right now, his heart was full of gratitude toward Evan Lin, Serena, and the others.
Now seeing someone come over to stir up trouble—a stranger, not likely any kind of celebrity—he figured the man must just be some outsider.
This time, the banquet guests included not only stars and directors, but also some heirs from powerful families.
After all, these people controlled wealth and resources.
Normally, when faced with unfamiliar faces, people would instinctively keep their distance. Almost no one would step up like Leon Yuan did, for fear of getting themselves into trouble.
Not to mention, the aura of dominance shown by the man in the white suit was nothing ordinary people could muster.
That kind of arrogance could only be supported by a deep background.
"What business is it of yours, you washed-up actor, what my relationship with Serena is?"
The man glanced at Leon Yuan and sneered, "I suggest you sit down and behave yourself."
"Just scored a movie contract and finally got a shot at flipping my loser status—don’t piss me off, or I’ll yank your chance right out from under you, no questions asked."
"Believe it or not, if I tell Gavin Yu to drop the project, that movie’s dead in the water. Simple as that."
The guy’s voice was ice-cold, loaded with arrogance.
The moment those words dropped, Leon Yuan’s face went pale as a ghost.
He stood there, awkward as hell—not sure if he should sit or stand, totally stuck.
"Man, Leon’s got it rough. Just when he finally gets a shot, looks like it’s about to get snatched away again."
"Who’s this dude anyway? Talking big, huh?"
"No clue, but you know how the heavy hitters in this industry roll, right? Some folks got real juice—they don’t show up much, but when they do, their words hit like nails, no room for doubt."
People around started whispering.
Everyone was busy guessing who this guy really was.
Mia Miao started freaking out.
But right now, she couldn’t really step in to stop Leon Yuan from standing up for Serena Tong and Evan Lin.
Leon was stubborn, after all.
"So, are you gonna move or not?"
The guy eyed Leon Yuan with a smirk, clearly entertained.
Leon stood there stiff as a board, teeth clenched, face drained of color.
This time, he really felt his future was toast.
But even if his future was wrecked, he didn’t budge—no way he was backing down.
"The contract—the contract’s here!"
Just then, Gavin Yu, who’d dashed out to grab the contracts, came sprinting back, all hyped up, like he was running the hundred-meter dash.
He was buzzing with excitement the whole way.
He saw the crowd gathered here, but didn’t think much of it—after all, Serena Tong’s popularity was off the charts.
Gavin Yu squeezed through the crowd, totally ignoring what anyone else thought.
He couldn’t wait to get up to Serena Tong.
"Serena, here, check out the contract first."
"We can talk pay when you’ve got time—promise you’ll be happy with it."
"Let’s sign first and lock in your schedule."
While talking, Gavin handed one contract to Serena Tong, and the other straight to Leon Yuan.
"This one’s yours. Pay’s already filled in, but your role’s still up in the air for now."
Gavin Yu was super straightforward.
He gave Leon Yuan the highest pay he could stomach, but for Serena Tong, the sky was basically the limit.
"Director Yu..."
Leon looked at Gavin Yu, then glanced at the white-suit guy behind him, totally lost for a second.
"Take it, dude. Why are you spacing out?"
Gavin Yu was a little confused, then suddenly got it. "Relax, anything I promise, I make happen."
"Just show me you’ve got the guts and potential, and you can be the male lead!"
Gavin shoved the contract right into Leon Yuan’s hand.
"Did Director Yu just totally ignore him?"
"Looks like it."
"Is this white-suit guy just bluffing?"