While Neil was trying to find a way out of his predicament, Adrian Jones barged into his office.
"Neil! I need an answer!" He yelled. "My movie is about to release in two days, yet the pre-booking sales are laughable. Do you really want to end my career by blackmailing me with that video? Just let me leave your damned agency!"
Neil stared at the furious Adrian Jones, who stood before him with his hands pressed against his table, glaring at him with a frustrated gaze.
Sighing, Neil leaned back on his throne-like chair, gesturing to one of the two chairs across his table.
"Take a seat first. Let's discuss like civilized men instead of yelling like barbarians."
"What's there to discuss?" Adrian's face contorted as a vein popped on his forehead. "I only want an answer. Do you have a plan to deal with this situation or not?"
"Of course, I have a plan." Neil gave a confident smile. "You just need to wait a little."
