Novel Square
Chapter 908: What'S Mine, Others Can'T Take Away; What'S Not Mine, I Can'T Keep
Chapter 908: What'S Mine, Others Can'T Take Away; What'S Not Mine, I Can'T Keep
Chapter 908: What's Mine, Others Can't Take Away; What's Not Mine, I Can't Keep
After Maya finished speaking, she turned to Yanis and Zane, who were sitting on the sofa. "You guys
stay here for a while. I'll go check on Kason."
Yanis glanced at the time and raised her hand. "I'll go with you?"
Maya said, "No need. It looks like it's going to rain outside. I rode my bike here, and if it starts raining,
I'll get wet."
Upon hearing Maya's response, Yanis suggested, "Then let Zane drive you there? What if it rains while
you're riding?"
Just as Maya was about to speak, Tommy came over. "Mom, I want to go with you to find Dad."
Maya looked at Tommy and spoke softly, "Tommy, you're sick now. You need to rest at home, okay?"
"But I'm already better. My tummy doesn't hurt anymore. If you don't believe me, touch it." Tommy lifted
his shirt and showed his tummy to Maya.
Maya gently put down Tommy's shirt. "You're leaving, and Grandma will be alone. Didn't you say you
wanted to come and talk to Grandma?"
Upon hearing Maya's words, Tommy blinked and looked over at Aunt Jillian. "Alright then, I'll stay with
Grandma."
Maya lightly touched Tommy's head. "Good boy. When Mom comes back, I'll bring your favorite fruits,
okay?"
Tommy nodded. "Okay."
After comforting Tommy, Maya looked up at Yanis. "Let's go."
Yanis nodded and turned to Zane. "Zane, let's go with Maya."
Zane grunted and stood up. Before leaving, he politely greeted Aunt Jillian and then followed Yanis and
Maya out the door.
At that time, in the city of Viteto.
Brandon went directly to the company after receiving a call from Berton.
Sandy had breakfast at home and planned to take a walk alone downstairs.
As she exited the elevator, Sandy received a call from a person named Jones.
Before Sandy could say anything after answering the call, Jones's voice came through the phone. "So,
you're in Viteto?"
Sandy responded with a hum. "Didn't I tell you yesterday? When did your memory become so bad?" Nôvel(D)rama.Org's content.
Upon hearing Sandy's words, Jones raised his hand and rubbed his temple. "You know, my memory
has been quite bad these past few days. All these troublesome matters have been giving me a
headache."
Sandy knew that Jones had been going through a tough time recently. But in their industry, who had it
easy?
She had her own difficulties, Jones had his, and so did other artists.
"Did something happen?" After Jones spoke, Sandy asked in a low voice.
Jones replied, "If you call it 'something,' it's not really something, but if you say it's nothing, it's still
something."
"Just tell me. I can handle it."
Jones remained silent for a few seconds before speaking again. "The results of Gotrend
Entertainment's handling of this matter are out."
Sandy hummed in response. "Tell me."
"Some of the brand endorsements you had before might go to someone else, and the female lead in
your favorite drama might need to be replaced. Other things haven't been greatly affected because Mr.
Hughes personally fought for you, but the ones that couldn't be retained were due to the fact that the
endorsements were decided by more than just Mr. Hughes. So, they couldn't be kept."
After hearing Jones's words, Sandy softly hummed, "I see. Is there anything else?"
"No, nothing else," Jones replied.
After Jones finished speaking, he hesitated for a few seconds before adding, "I don't really care about
the other things. Losing the endorsements means there will be another opportunity, and we can
negotiate other endorsements. But if you can't get the female lead role this time, there won't be another
chance."
"I know. If it's gone, it's gone. What's mine, others can't take away. If it's not meant for me, no matter
how hard I try, it won't have anything to do with me."
Jones felt a pang of pain hearing Sandy's words. "Sandy, if you really like it, I can..."
"No need." Before Sandy could finish her sentence, Jones interrupted her.
After a moment of hesitation, Jones continued, "I can try again. What if it works?"
Sandy smiled. "Jones, there are some things that can't be forced. The investors surely don't want to
face losses. If they want to replace someone, let them."
At this point, Jones didn't know what else to say.
The two chatted casually for a while before hanging up the phone.
After ending the call, Sandy's smile faded as she looked at the passing cars on the street. She walked
absentmindedly for a while before putting her phone away and continuing to walk forward.
Viteto and Manches City are actually very different in many ways, always giving people a warm feeling.
Where does this feeling come from? Sandy herself couldn't say.
She clearly grew up in Manches City, a true native of Manches City.
But now, in this foreign land, she feels like this is her hometown and Manches City is the foreign land.
There are unfamiliar strangers coming and going around her, discussing different topics, talking about
interesting things that happened today.
There are also people grumbling and complaining about others' strictness.
Sandy hears all kinds of voices around her.
Both good and bad.
After aimlessly walking for a long time, Sandy finally stopped.
In front of her was a crossroad.
Sandy looked at the intersection in front of her, feeling a bit lost. She didn't know which path to take.
She watched as people around her walked one after another in the direction they wanted to go.
She watched as the green light turned into red, but Sandy still stood in place.
The bustling crowd turned into a flow of cars.
When the second traffic light turned green, Sandy finally lifted her foot and walked straight ahead.
Just as she reached the other side, her phone in her pocket rang.
Sandy picked up the phone and glanced at it. It was Brandon calling.
Sandy gathered her thoughts and answered the call, "Brandon."
"Why aren't you at home?"
Upon hearing Brandon's question, Sandy stopped in her tracks. "Are you done with work?"
"I had Berton go over to pick you up. I might still have another hour or so here. You can come to the
company with him first," Brandon said softly on the other end of the phone.
In fact, Brandon was extremely busy, but the thought of leaving Sandy alone at home made him
reluctant. So he assigned someone else to take care of Berton's task and specifically arranged for
Berton to pick up Sandy.
However, when Berton arrived at the house, Sandy was nowhere to be found.
Sandy looked at the signs around her and then asked again, "Brandon, are we staying here tonight? I
haven't packed up many things yet."
"If you don't want to stay there tonight, we can come over. If you want to, I'll bring you later to get your
things," Brandon said softly.