Under the Veil I Rule (Amara) novel Chapter 581

Lying in bed, Amara mulled things over for a long time before a thought struck her—maybe Keith had agreed to Nathan and Edith's demands because he was feeling burned out from the entertainment industry himself.

In that case, if she could just reignite his passion for acting, wouldn't he decide to return to the industry?

An idea suddenly sparked. Amara jumped out of bed and sent Keith a message on WhatsApp. "I have a proposal for you. How about you do one more film? It's a new script I wrote called 'Letters from Yesterday.'"

"When I wrote it, I based the male lead on you. And when I was signing the contract, I kept thinking I should recommend you to the director. Would you consider doing one last film, for my sake?"

Claiming she'd based the character on Keith was a lie, of course, but the male lead in "Letters from Yesterday" did bear a striking resemblance to him, so it was a fib she could likely get away with.

The story of "Letters from Yesterday" was about a down-and-out actor who rediscovers his passion for his craft by corresponding with a girl from the future.

She was confident that if Keith took the role, he would immerse himself in the character and remember how important acting was to him, convincing him not to quit.

After sending the message, Amara forwarded the script for "Letters from Yesterday" to Keith, adding, "Read the script first. Don't be so quick to say no."

She had been discussing casting with Mr. Frost for the past few days, and the male lead was still undecided. Mr. Frost had even mentioned offhandedly that he was partial to Keith.

Of course, it was just a passing comment at the time. After all, Keith was an A-lister; you couldn't just cast him because you wanted to.

After hitting send, Amara closed her eyes.

Not even thirty seconds later, her phone rang. It was Keith, his voice rushed and panicked. "Alright, alright, I'll take it, okay? Why are you so angry?"

"But I'm telling you, this is the last one. After this film, I'm really quitting."

"My parents were right about one thing—acting is exhausting, not nearly as comfortable as a desk job. You don't have to feel like I'm sacrificing anything for you; it's my own decision. So, I'll do this one last film for you."

A smile spread across Amara's face as Keith finally gave in. She sent back an "Okay" and forwarded Mr. Frost's contact information to him. "Go talk to the director. He's very interested in you."