Versatile Superstar: Rise In Hollywood

Days went by as Aiden wrote his movie script. These days, he felt like he was finally taking the benefit of being rich. He had no fear of his money running out and could do whatever he wanted. 

He would attend lectures in the morning and write his time travel script in the afternoon. In the evening, Ava would come to spend time with him. 

Like him, she also liked to avoid the crowd and just spend time together. Sometimes, she would just cook for him while and sometimes, they would play video games. 

It was a pretty cosy lifestyle that Aiden was fitting into. Something that he had barely gotten before. 

In his story, he was actually stuck in the middle of it for a long time as he was pondering over whether to add more action into his story or not. He had kept it pretty philosophical till now with discussions around that rather than action scenes. 

But in a world of robots, it is inevitable that there will be a few. 

Even then, he had kept it very short and tried to focus more on the core part of the story. Time travel and the suspense around it as Extra interacts with the world using his own time travel device. 

Fortunately, he had been able to get over it and was now pretty close to the completion of the script. Though, he didn't know what to do after writing it. 

He could maybe sell it to Titan studios or Omar as he was sure that they would definitely be interested in the script. Though, Omar might not have the budget to make the movie and as for Titan studios, they would only be interested in making it if Aiden was acting as the lead. 

That way, they could market the story on his shoulders. 

Though, that wasn't something Aiden wanted. Extra was a character he had written for someone other than him. His personality didn't suit him and although it was just acting, he still couldn't see himself as him. 

He would rather have another actor playing it. After all, not every role was supposed to be played by him. 

After class, he decided to talk about it with Sean. 

"So, the lesson will end here. Just remember what I taught and how directors need to be controlling the whole set and make everyone believe in them. Your crew needs to look up at you if any of you did make up as a director."

A bald professor said as he walked out of the class. Aiden smiled wryly hearing that. As someone who had been on set a lot of times, he felt like this was a wrong technique as no one should be scared of the director. 

Sometimes, some people would have good ideas and directors could at least listen. That creates a better atmosphere on the set as he doubted anyone would go on to challenge the authority of the director. 

Only an immature and novice person would do something like that. 

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'This class was nothing special.'

Aiden thought in his mind. He had just sat in this class as it was more about the technical side of filmmaking like understanding more about cameras and how to shoot certain scenes and where to shoot them from. 

Sadly, he knew a lot of the stuff that the bald professor taught. 

"I should just go find Sean to talk about my script."

He muttered and got up from his seat. He made his way towards the door but it was then he heard someone shout. 

"Hey! Another scandal is out! It looks like Franco Li's career is over. Hollywood Weekly did an exclusive on him."

A crowd gathered towards the person who shouted that while others started checking their phones. All of them kept up with what was going on in Hollywood as film students and Franco Li was a name they have heard often recently. 

Some gazes also went towards Aiden as everyone knew what had happened between them. 

"What?"

"An exclusive? Really?"

"Man, I was hoping to be signed by SGA. They are really gonna kick him out for good."

"Pretty sure his career is over."

"Damn! These are some horrible events and Hollywood Weekly posted proofs too. Franco is probably gonna kill someone in fury."

He was able to hear all that and just by that, it was enough for him to get an idea about what was happening. He didn't stop to listen more or open up any articles on his phone. 

He knew that Wade and Tom were able to accomplish their plan. 

The plan they were working on for over a month now. It had taken time but the important thing was that they were successful. 

'Franco won't try anything now.'

He thought in his mind and took out his phone to type out a message to Wade. 

[Good job! We have one less enemy now.]

After that, he headed straight for Sean's office, looking to be in a good mood. 

***

As Aiden was walking towards the office of Sean, Franco Li was sitting in his office, his shoulders depleted. Maybe for the first time in years, a trace of fear was on his face. 

Fear of the fact that his career might be over. That no one would come forward to save me. A few of the A-list actors in his care had already left when the news with Katie had broken out. 

Maybe now even more of them would leave. He was even being investigated by the Agent association and even his higher ups have given him a strict warning. 

And the scandal might just be a final nail in the coffin. 

Pieces of broken glasses were all over the floor. It was easy to guess that he had just broken up a very expensive wine bottle in anger. 

He looked at the glass pieces on the floor and couldn't help but frown. 

'No, it can't be over like this. I need to get bastards to write up an apology. Why are they digging up ten year old news anyway?'

He thought in his mind and picked up his phone. He had the number of almost every major person in Hollywood but the calls weren't going and coming at the same rate now. 

People were avoiding him. 

They didn't want to associate themselves with him. 

Still, he had to try. 

He picked up his phone and tried calling the editors he knew in Hollywood Weekly. Even if one of them picked up the call, he would be able to make a deal to get out of this situation. 

But no one picked his call up. 

He got more and more frustrated with each call as despite the ringing, no one seemed to want to pick the call up. 

In the end, he had no option but to just send a message to all of them. 

[Pick up my call. I need to talk about the nonsense you all have posted. If not, you are going to be sued. So pick up the damn call.]

After sending it, he sighed and tried to come up with another plan. He could refute it all he wanted but he knew that nothing would come out of it. 

As he was thinking of doing something, the door of his office opened and his assistant walked in with a serious expression on his face. 

"Why are you here? I have told you to not come in without knocking my door. I don't like it."

"It's important."

"What is it?"

"I'm here to resign."

The assistant said and he put down a resignation letter. Franco just looked at the letter on his desk with widened eyes and wasn't able to believe it for a second. 

His assistant wanted to resign?

The person who had worked with him for years suddenly wanted to resign. 

"What the hell are you saying? You can't resign."

"I can."

The assistant said and frowned. He wanted to say a lot as all the feelings were all coming out but he decided not to. The damage was already done. There was nothing else he needed to do. 

The Franco in front of him was just a shell of his past. His cunning eyes were not hiding any emotions like before and he even looked like he was going through some type of sickness as his face was pale. 

"Look, I don't want to say a lot but I'm not coming back to work after this day. I'm not breaking any clauses here. I wish you all the best in life."

He said and turned back. As he walked, Franco started hurling curses at him. 

"You should come back right at the moment and I might reconsider getting your job back."

"Do you think I will make it easy for you to find a job in this industry?"

"You are just running away when my time has been going wrong!"

He ignored all of it and just walked outside the building. Each step he took, he felt liberated. 

Finally after stepping outside, he took a deep breath, finally free.