Larissa Judson and Haskell Palmer novel Chapter 622

As the head of the business department, post-production wasn’t even Magnus’s responsibility. But Theon, the heir apparent of Gale Entertainment, had given a direct order, and he had no choice but to comply.

“Alright, I’ll do my best—” he started, his voice tight with frustration.

“I don’t want your best effort,” Theon cut him off. “I want it done.”

Magnus gritted his teeth. “Yes, Mr. Tyson. I’ll make sure it’s done.”

Theon smiled, satisfied. He was a natural at this. Once he was fully in charge, Gale Entertainment would be more successful than ever.

Magnus, on the other hand, was cursing inwardly. How had Larissa managed to get her new songs ready for release on her birthday? Wasn’t Starlight Media short-staffed? How could they possibly work that fast?

Theon stood up and stretched. “Alright, get to work. I have a client dinner to get to.”

With that, he sauntered out of the office.

Magnus watched him go, muttering under his breath, “Client dinner. More like a night of debauchery.”

Leopold shot him a look. “Why are you so angry, Magnus? You’re the one who chose to jump ship to Gale Entertainment.”

“And you didn’t?” Magnus retorted defensively.

Worse, he didn’t even have an invitation to her birthday party.

“No,” he thought, a surge of determination rising in him. “I have to try.”

Leopold found Kiernan’s number and dialed. His grandfather answered almost immediately.

“I asked Larissa to cure Finley’s poison, and she did,” Kiernan said, his voice gruff. “What else do you want?”

“Grandpa,” Leopold began, his voice pleading, “I want to go to Larissa’s birthday party. Is there any way?”