A Graduation Gift novel Chapter 160

"The TY Group seems to have a wide range of businesses; their interests in entertainment and other fields are remarkable. In fact, I've bought some decoration materials in one of their malls last time," Cassandra relayed.

She was bursting with curiosity as the TY Group was mentioned in the conversation.

"Indeed. They started off with securities and finance, and they are very famous abroad too. Now they prefer doing business at home. They kicked off with investments and are now eagerly engaged in all kinds of industries. Moreover, in its efforts to seek higher grounds, the TY Group is now paying attention to the entertainment industry. You know what? The films they had invested in the past two years had hit huge box-office successes. Now they have set up their own film company and will make and sell their own films in the future."

Lyndsy's eyes widened at her description of the TY Group. Her metaphors were so detailed that it was as if she were enumerating the heirlooms of her own family. Cassandra was enthralled by her words and couldn't take her eyes off her as she spoke.

"Why don't you join TY Entertainment as they are so strong? With a good platform and your respectable reputation, you will surely win more awards," Cassandra suggested.

Expressing deep concern about Lyndsy's prospects, Cassandra was excited at the thought of seeing her succeed in the future.

"Oh! TY Entertainment is a company after all. You know, I've got a fiery temper. In case I have trouble with the senior management, for sure they will keep me idle intentionally."

Lyndsy knew her flaws well, but she also had her own ideas.

A crow is never the whiter for washing herself often. For Lyndsy, it was better to follow her heart than to fawn on others. It was hard to run her own studio, but she wouldn't need to restrain herself.

She had a strong character, and it was true that it would be more suitable for her to set up her own studio. In that way, nobody would interfere with her and no one would mess around her.

"Since you have the plans to set up a studio, won't your agency make things more difficult for you?"

Cassandra thought that if the agency knew that Lyndsy wanted to set up her own group, they would deliberately put obstacles in her way, so that her plans wouldn't be realized.

"They know nothing about this. I have secured the business license. Then I will submit a case to the court, claiming that the contract they signed for me is at variance with the facts. Surely, I will have to pay the liquidated damages which shouldn't be too much since the agency is the guilty party."

Lyndsy trusted Cassandra completely, so she always confided things to Cassandra.

They chatted while eating, from work to skin care products and many other topics women liked to talk about.

On the other hand, Dylon just kept his silence. Being a man as he was, he couldn't get a word in the girls' talk.

Lyndsy stole a curious glance at Dylon from time to time. She thought that his face seemed familiar, but she couldn't remember where they'd met before.

Just then Lyndsy's phone rang, her agent's name flashed on the screen, but she refused to answer it.

"It's so annoying! My agent always assigns me to some vulgar business shows. It really degrades me. I don't mean to belittle business shows, they're supposed to be meaningful. How stupid he is to drag me in such boring shows!"

Lyndsy looked impatient and seemed very unhappy with the way her career was going.

After hanging up the phone, Lyndsy pressed the lock screen button, and the screen went dark.

Suddenly something came to her mind. She pressed the button, and the screen lit up again.

Swiping on her phone deliberately, she looked up at Dylon and tilted her head, the wheels churning in her head as she scanned the back of her mind for a memory she had once.

"Are you a photographer? I remember meeting you at a photography exhibition abroad once. When you were talking to the organizer, I saw you from afar."

Lyndsy's gaze sharpened as her eyes were fixed at Dylon's face. There was an expression of surprise on her face.

Dylon remained silent. He did have a photography exhibition abroad, but he couldn't remember whether Lyndsy had been there or not.

Lyndsy excitedly showed her phone to Dylon.

"Look! I have taken a photo of your work. I like it so much that I have been using it as a screen saver."

Dylon narrowed his eyes on her phone. It was his work. In the photo, green was in the air.

It was taken from a look-up angle. The leaves in the summer were shiny green and pleasant. Crouched on a branch of a tree was a pure white kitten. It was staring at the camera lens with its eyes of different colors, appearing to be lovely and pitiful.

"I remember there was an explanation below the work that the kitten could not climb down the tree and you took this photo while waiting for the firefighters, right?"

A happy smile hung on Lyndsy's lips. Obviously, she really liked Dylon's work.

"Yes, you're right. At that time, we were all waiting anxiously; but she just crouched leisurely, looked left and right, and occasionally licked her hair. In fact, she didn't hurry down. I called her name, and she looked down at me with her head tilted. That was when I took the photo."

Dylon did not expect that Lyndsy had really attended his exhibition and kept a photo of his work. He felt good to meet a friend sharing the same interest.

"Great! So that means, you've met each other long ago,"