Chapter 589 Hmph Hmph Hmph

Who would have thought that after so many days, Roy had no intention of calling them? Unable to bear the pressure any longer, Elisa, under the guidance of her agent, decided to make the call.

Initially, Roy's rejection was in line with their expectations, so they didn't mind continuing to call. Then, he finally answered, seeming quite angry. However, just when they were eagerly waiting for him to start scolding, he only said one word and fell silent!

Roy indeed only said one word and remained silent, even though the phone transmitted the suppressed heavy breathing of his anger. Elisa and her agent, however, didn't hear anything other than that one word.

This couldn't go on. The agent exchanged a few glances.

Elisa suppressed her nervousness, softened her voice, and said into the phone, "Roy, it's me, Elisa."

Roy, of course, knew it was her; otherwise, he wouldn't have kept hanging up on her calls. But now, he didn't want to hang up, wanting to hear what tricks this disgusting woman still had up her sleeve.

So, he snorted and remained silent.

Elisa swallowed nervously, and her hand holding the phone trembled slightly. She was just a small supporting role in Hollywood, and in the past, even talking to A-list celebrities could excite her for half a day. However, now that she had the chance to speak, they were standing on opposite sides.

"Roy, I... I want to apologize to you."

Roy was probably so anxious that hearing her voice now made him calm down. He just quietly listened to her, curious about what she would say.

Seeing no response from his side, Elisa continued, "I originally wanted to clarify things more clearly, but I... have some issues on my end." Pausing, she added, "It's not something I can explain over the phone. Can we meet in person?"

Since Roy still didn't respond, and if not for the audible breaths, Elisa would almost think no one was listening. She knew how much he hated her, but for the sake of her future success, she had to go down this difficult path!

"Someone is trying to harm you, that's why I said that. Roy, please believe me. You've always been my idol, and I've always liked you. I don't want to harm you! This time, I really didn't want to do it, someone was threatening me. If I don't do as he says, I won't be able to stay in Hollywood anymore."

As if afraid her words weren't convincing enough, Elisa presented evidence, "Don't you think this situation has developed too quickly? So many internet trolls spreading negative information about you everywhere! You should know I don't have enough money to hire them, so someone is really trying to harm you! I have evidence. Can we meet face-to-face? The only person who can save me now is you!"

Roy held his phone, his gaze flickering.

Her words sounded reasonable, and it wasn't false to say he felt something was off about this situation. However, he wasn't ready to decide as to whether he was being coerced into compliance, as she claimed.

Regardless of whether it was true or not, he was sure she had set him up. Why should he stand up for a venomous woman who had already set him up once?

Roy remained silent, contemplating the sincerity in her words.

Indeed, he had sensed the unusualness of this situation a long time ago. But whether he was being threatened into compliance as she claimed, he didn't want to make a rash decision.

No matter if it was true or not, she had set him up once. Why should he stand up for such a malicious woman?

Roy continued to stay silent, and Elisa and her agent were both anxious and fearful. Calling him now felt like a desperate struggle for life. They thought that since Roy wasn't calling them, they might as well call him. As long as they could provoke his emotions or get him to say something that could be misunderstood by the public, it would be enough.

Unexpectedly, the call went through, but Roy, apart from snorting and sniffling, didn't say a word. Although they had been recording the call all along, they knew there couldn't be anything useful in it. Would people believe that the noises were made by Roy?

If they really released it, they would either be laughed at or considered crazy. They would waste all the opportunities they had created.

So, they quickly switched to their "Plan B." If recording the call didn't work, they planned to lure him out. Once outside, they would find a few persistent reporters to follow them, and through various setups, they could make him say or do something that could be used against him.

However, they didn't expect Roy to remember Laila's warning, and he didn't fall for their trap. He didn't say a word, calmly observing what kind of tricks they were trying to play.

Seeing this situation, the agent picked up a pen and wrote a line on a piece of paper.

After Elisa read it, she nodded at him, then spoke into the phone, "Roy, I know you may not believe me right now. To prove my sincerity, you can choose the meeting place! I'm willing to talk face-to-face, and I'll do anything you ask! Like, really, anything!"

As if afraid he wouldn't believe her, she used a teary voice and became more explicit after a choked sob, "Roy, I'm really scared. Please save me! I know you're a good person. You saved Director Moran before; you're so powerful. Please, save me too."

After hearing her out, Roy didn't say anything and just hung up the phone.

Did she, a pond scum like her, really think she could compare to Laila? No wonder she had been in Hollywood for so many years and was still just a slightly better-than-average actress. She was truly foolish!

On the other end, Elisa listened to the beeping sound after the call was disconnected, and her face turned pale and then green. She was about to call again but was stopped by her agent.

"No need to call again. I doubt he'll answer even if you do."

"What should we do? Will he agree to meet?" Elisa had a moment of regret; if she hadn't gotten involved in this mess, she wouldn't be enduring such torment now. But this regret lasted only for a moment. Thinking about the benefits she might gain in the future, all thoughts of regret were cast aside.

"He will! He definitely will!" The agent confidently assured her.

Yet, Elisa couldn't shake the feeling that her agent was not as reliable as before. If he couldn't even make the promised call, was what he was saying now just wishful thinking?