The first year I signed Marcus Thorne, he insisted on handing over all his earnings from acting for me to manage. He said I was his most trusted agent, and he felt safe with me looking after his money. But at the after-party celebrating his big award win, Marcus publicly demanded that I hand over the funds I’d managed for him over the past five years for a full audit. “After taxes, that’s at least ten to twenty million a year. After five years, there should be tens of millions left, right?” he said. “I don’t want to always be limited by the company’s cut. I’ll use my own savings to start my independent studio.” “Part of it will be seed money, and the rest will be my advance on future profits.” I froze, completely stunned. “But the money in the account isn’t even close to that amount!” Marcus’s face instantly twisted. “Ashley Clark! You blew through tens of millions?!” His new girlfriend, Sienna Reed, immediately shrieked beside him, “Where did all that money go? Did you secretly spend it all?” Marcus started yelling, demanding to see the books. I immediately motioned for my assistant, Chloe, to prepare the projection files. Sienna, however, suddenly panicked, instinctively tugging at Marcus’s sleeve.
The after-party was buzzing, filled with industry bigwigs, media, and friends. Everything was going smoothly until a director laughed and said, “That’s why Ashley’s a super agent, right? She’s managed Marcus’s career perfectly for five years. Now he’s made it big, and he doesn’t have to worry about a thing.” I was a bit confused. What exactly had I “managed perfectly” for Marcus? Before I could figure it out, Sienna suddenly leaned into Marcus, her voice sickeningly sweet. “Marcus is just humble. He always says ‘enough is enough.’ But actually, he’s already planned out his personal studio, even set aside the startup funds!” My jaw almost dropped. Many people in the room shot admiring glances our way. Marcus looked thrilled. He immediately turned to me publicly and said, “Ashley, I handed over all my income for these five years for you to manage. After expenses, there should be tens of millions left, right?” “I don’t want to always be limited by the company’s cut. I’ll use my own savings to start my independent studio.” “Part of it will be seed money, and the rest will be my advance on future profits.” I didn’t know how to respond, but he kept talking. “Whatever the company owes me by contract, just settle it normally. Ashley, don’t think I’m being too calculating. This is the fairest plan I could come up with.” My partner, David, and other friends present genuinely believed Marcus had tens of millions stashed with me. Coupled with his “clear vision,” their eyes held even more approval. David even clapped me on the shoulder. “Marcus being so strategic is a good thing!” Murmurs of agreement filled the air. “Fantastic, a powerful partnership! Marcus has a limitless future, and Ashley’s contribution is undeniable.” I couldn’t stand the fake atmosphere anymore. I set my drink down. “Are you absolutely sure you have tens of millions saved with me?” The once lively room immediately quieted. Facing everyone’s gaze, Marcus paused, then straightened his back. “Of course! My fee for one movie is millions. Over five years, that’s tens of millions. After daily expenses, asking for most of it isn’t unreasonable, is it?” I actually laughed, but it was hollow. “Are you saying… your personal expenses for five years only amounted to a fraction of that? Marcus, think carefully before you speak.” A cold dread settled in my stomach as I finally pieced together the situation. If I foolishly agreed to this money in front of so many people today, I’d never be able to deny it later. Marcus, too lazy to even think, blurted out, “Of course! I live frugally. I spend most of my time on set. How much could I possibly spend?” My face hardened. “What if I told you the money in the account isn’t even close to that amount?” “How is that possible?! Ashley, you’re not funny right now.” Marcus tried hard to maintain his composure in front of the crowd, even as the first half of his sentence almost cracked. He managed to rein in his voice for the second half. Sienna, his girlfriend, stopped smiling and looked stunned. David, sensing something was off, frowned and asked me, “Ashley, what’s going on?” I pressed my lips together, then raised my voice to ensure everyone in the room could hear me. “Marcus’s movie fees were indeed paid into the company account on time, but to maintain his image and social standing, his annual wardrobe expenses, PR fees, and team costs alone run into millions…” Even before I finished, David immediately understood. “But he said his expenses were minimal. After those fixed costs, is there enough left for him to start his own studio?” Marcus’s face instantly fell. He was losing his cool, but still tried to speak in a calm tone. “Ashley, I know some expenses might be significant, but it can’t be that insufficient. Just tell me the truth, how much money do I actually have left with you?” I shrugged. “I told you. It’s nowhere near the amount you’re asking for.” Seeing I was serious, Marcus finally snapped. He shot to his feet. “Ashley! You actually made tens of millions disappear?!” He startled me, and I stood there, bewildered. The unreasonable, furious Marcus standing before me was unrecognizable. I couldn’t believe this was the artist I’d personally brought up, the one I’d worked with day in and day out for five years. Sienna also raised her voice, suddenly shrieking, “Where did all that money go? Did you spend it all yourself?!” The people present started whispering. “We watched Marcus rise to fame. He makes so much money a year, how could it not be enough?” “Tsk, tsk, looks like artist expenses are indeed significant. We’ll have to be more careful with collaborations in the future…” “Exactly. I thought Ashley was so capable, but she can’t even manage accounts properly…” David heard the nasty comments and his face turned grim. But they all knew my character and trusted that I wasn’t reckless. David leaned in and whispered, “Ashley, clear things up now. We don’t take advantage, and we certainly won’t be taken advantage of.” Sienna, with her sharp ears, immediately shot back with a sarcastic tone, “Not taking advantage? Tens of millions are gone! You’ve made enough profit off Marcus over these five years, haven’t you? How could you possibly lose out?” David was a dignified man and wouldn’t stoop to yelling matches. His face flushed with anger. “Ashley, even between partners, accounts should be clear. You understand that, right? Don’t give anyone ammunition for gossip! Since everyone from the industry is here today, let’s settle it face-to-face!” Settle it? Of course, we would. Everyone in the room was craning their necks, eager to watch the drama unfold. How could I disappoint them? I pointed to the designer suit Marcus was wearing. “The suit you have on costs hundreds of thousands. The watch on your wrist is over a million. You have at least a dozen similar outfits in your wardrobe and safe. Were these all brand sponsorships, or did you buy them yourself?” Immediately, hushed calculations began around the room. The conclusion was whispered: “Good heavens, those outfits alone are worth over ten million!” Marcus hadn’t expected me to bring that up. His confidence wavered, and Sienna looked stunned. After a long pause, Marcus finally managed to stammer, “Some were gifted by brands, some were for work! You’re not trying to pin those on me, are you? How could you even think of that!” I was so annoyed, I laughed out loud. “When did I ever say I was going to pin them on you?” At most, it was my own misjudgment. Then my gaze shifted to Sienna. The diamond necklace around her neck was the birthday gift Marcus had “given” her this year. I knew the price: a seven-figure sum. Before today, Marcus and I had a pretty good working relationship. While he might have gotten a bit full of himself after his success and was overly image-conscious, he didn’t have any major flaws and generally treated me with respect. Especially in career planning, we were very compatible and had the same goals. He earned a lot and spent lavishly. I never imagined his generosity was because he thought all the money was his own, so he spent it without a second thought, like it was a bottomless ATM. Once the glamorous facade was torn away, our five years together turned out to be so pathetic. Just to maintain his image and reputation, I sometimes even paid for those luxury items myself. Looking back now, how foolish of me! Noticing my gaze, Sienna immediately clutched her necklace, and Marcus stepped in front of her. “That’s also my gift to Sienna! It shouldn’t be included, right?” A wave of nausea washed over me. “I know. I didn’t plan to include everything. I just want to ask you one last time: Do you still want to keep going with this audit? Do you admit that there isn’t the tens of millions you’re looking for in the account?” Marcus roared, “Yes, calculate it! Why wouldn’t we? Even if these are my expenses, it’s only a few million. Those were for work! You say there’s not enough money, so where did it go? I want to see what else you can list!” I repeated “Good” three times, then gestured for Chloe to open the projector and connect my tablet. “These are some of the invoices the company paid for you. Top-tier acting and image training courses, totaling almost five million over five years.” “Exclusive styling team, annual media relations, and crisis management fees, a fixed two million per year, which is ten million over five years.” “The extra coordination fees paid to secure your role in ‘Night Walker,’ two million.” “The cost to quell public opinion and pay compensation after your DUI incident last year, one and a half million…” Marcus ground his teeth. “Fine, those count… Even if they’re almost twenty million, my income over these years is far more than that! What about the rest?” Just then, Sienna suddenly, nervously, and with a strange expression, tugged at Marcus’s sleeve. “Marcus! Stop calculating!” Both David and I noticed her unusual behavior. Marcus looked confused. “Sienna, what are you doing? Of course we have to clear this up! How can I start my studio if we don’t? You just said…” Sienna grabbed his arm, forcing a dry laugh as she looked at everyone. “We were just a bit impulsive earlier, and maybe spoke without thinking, but it’s such a large sum of money, we were just anxious. Please don’t mind us. Let’s discuss the specific details privately. Everyone, let’s drink and celebrate Marcus’s award first!” Marcus wasn’t listening. He pushed her hand away. “Sienna! What’s there to celebrate now? According to Ashley, I not only have no money but I’m in debt! How am I supposed to start a studio? If she doesn’t clear the accounts with me today, I’m not done with her!”
“Not done with me?” I immediately announced. “Even if the accounts are cleared, our management contract ends here. I’m afraid if we continue working together, I’ll be left with nothing but bones.” Smash! The whole room fell silent. Marcus had actually hurled his champagne glass, shattering it at my feet. “Ashley! That’s enough!” His face was contorted with rage. “Did you take all my money?! Otherwise, how could tens of millions just vanish?! I truly misjudged you!” His behavior was utterly disgraceful. David and my other partner snapped out of their shock. One shielded me, the other stepped forward to confront Marcus. Marcus, seeing David approach, impulsively pushed him. Seeing this, I rushed forward without thinking. “Marcus, what are you doing!” Sienna saw me coming and tried to grab me, but David stepped in to block her. The scene instantly descended into chaos. It only got worse. People from both sides initially tried to break it up, but the pushing intensified. The room was filled with murmurs and shouts of warning. Marcus even tried to lunge at me in the commotion. Just as things spiraled completely out of control, the hotel manager burst into the ballroom with security guards. “Ladies and gentlemen! Please calm down! Or we will call the police!” With the forceful intervention of security, the two sides were finally separated. Marcus spat on the ground, pushing back his sweat-soaked hair, revealing a small cut on his forehead from the broken glass. “Ashley, I don’t think we should let it get like this. We worked together for five years, how can we just end it? Right? How about this, the contract isn’t expired yet, is it? Just pay me out the remaining money at the lowest percentage. I won’t even ask for the breach of contract fee. Let’s part ways amicably.” Part ways amicably? He just nearly threw a glass at me! Now he tells me to part ways amicably? His calculations were written all over his face! I shot back at him, “No way. Everything will be handled according to the contract.” Seeing my resolve, he dropped the act and yelled, “Fine! Ashley, you want to play hardball! Then give me what’s mine right now, or I’ll make sure everyone knows what kind of person you really are!” I clutched my arm, where I’d been pushed, and calmly replied, “I’m sending you all the relevant account statements right now. Take a good look. Not only do you not have any ‘savings,’ but your actions constitute a breach of contract, and the company will pursue legal action against you. I’ll return your words: if this isn’t settled by contract, we’ll see each other in court. If you want to clear things up, let’s do it now. If you don’t understand anything, you can ask publicly.” With that, I directly displayed the relevant document pages from my tablet. Marcus was about to look when Sienna suddenly rushed forward and smashed the tablet to the floor. Marcus stared, stunned. “Sienna, what are you doing?!” Sienna, unable to come up with an excuse, clutched her head and swayed to the side. “Oh, my head is spinning, Marcus, quick, take me to the lounge…” Marcus took Sienna and left, but not before threatening me to “just wait.” Soon, the crowd dispersed, leaving only David and me. David sighed. “Ashley, let’s start legal proceedings now. Those two aren’t going to back down.” I nodded, knowing that the real trouble was just beginning.
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