Chapter 51
Yvonne didn’t know why the fight choreographer was targeting her with such force, but she despised one thing above all else: men who used their strength to bully
women.
Hardy himself was stunned that Yvonne hadn’t been sent flying. “Well, what do you know, the little girl’s got some training. In that case, I’ll give you a proper workout today p>
Yvonne gave a cold smile and nodded, rolling her wrists and ankles to loosen up. “Sure. But at your age, I’m worried your bones might be a bit brittle. If I accidentally break something, I won’t be held responsible p>
She threw his own words right back at him.
“Such arrogance,” Hardy snarled, infuriated. He threw a punch straight at her beautiful face.
Yvonne dodged with nimble grace, her movements swift and sure as she exchanged several blows with him. Then, seizing an opportunity, she clamped a hand around his wrist, using his own momentum to flip him over her shoulder.
Hardy stumbled forward, off-balance. Before he could recover, Yvonne’s leg shot out, kicking him squarely in the back. He crashed to the floor, landing in an undignified heap.
“My apologies, sir,” Yvonne said, walking over to stand above him, her beautiful eyes filled with a defiant pride. “Are you not feeling well today? Or did you skip breakfast? You can’t even seem to stay on your feet p>
Hardy ached all over. Even if nothing was broken, his wrist was definitely dislocated. With a grimace, he slowly picked himself up and limped out of the room in disgrace.
Mr. Turner, who had initially held no expectations for Yvonne, now found his eyes alight with excitement after witnessing her fluid, powerful movements. Yvonne had the face of a captivating beauty, yet her fighting style was clean, sharp, and commanding. The stark contrast was incredibly compelling.
“Yvonne, is it?” Mr. Turner said, smiling as he looked over her resume. “Go home and wait for our call p>
After Yvonne had left, he couldn’t contain his enthusiasm. “She’s perfect. There’s no one more suitable for the lead role p>
“She has zero acting experience. How can she possibly handle the lead? Mr. Turner, are you joking?” Mr. Zade immediately shot down the idea.
“She’s a student in the acting department at Istra Theater Academy Mr. Turner countered.
“She’s formally trained; her skillet
won’t be that bad. As for experience, she’s a fewcomer. She just needs the right guidance.” Latest content publıshed on
“I still think Queena is a better fit. Besides, she’s the heiress to Nexus Media Mr. Turner, hope you will consider this carefully,” Mr. Zade said, attempting to leverage is financial backing.
“Queena can play the second female lead. Yvonne will be the protagonist. That’s my final decision,” Mr. Turner stated, his tone leaving no room for argument. Though he appeared. easygoing, he was a renowned director for a reason. When it came to casting, his word wasław.
Mr. Zade’s face turned green with rage. As soon as Mr. Turner left, he picked up his phone and dialed George’s number.
After the audition, Yvonne went straight back to school. She had the afternoon off. Queena, Tina, and Luna were in the dorm room, along with a couple of girls from another room who were visiting.
The news about Mr. Turner’s film had spread quickly, and the girls were chattering away about it.
“Did you hear? A girl from the other class got the fourth female lead role. It’s Mr. Turner’s movie! I’m so jealous,” one girl said.