Upon hearing Jermaine's words, Venisha immediately planted a kiss on his lips.
Jermaine took a seat at the nearby table and ordered two cups of coffee.
He eagerly anticipated the moment when Donald would break down and beg for forgiveness with tears streaming down his face.
Ronson could not help but knit his brows and turned to Donald. “The man is doing this because of me. I think I should just apologize to him.”
Donald looked at Ronson and said, “I must admit, I'm surprised to see such a lack of courage in you given the scripts you've penned. Have you become spineless after someone snatched your girlfriend away?”
Ronson replied calmly, “Breaking up with a materialistic woman like her doesn't bother me. Since you have already agreed to invest in my film, I can't let personal reasons derail this project.”
Donald's lips curled into a smirk as he replied, “Do you think a good-for-nothing like him can derail our project? You've underestimated me. As I mentioned before, I've no understanding of the intricacies of filmmaking and scriptwriting, so I won't interfere. It's up to you to overcome these challenges on your own. However, when it comes to other matters, I'm more than capable of handling them myself.”
Jermaine intended to wait there, eagerly anticipating the sight of Donald's crying in agony. Likewise, Donald also desired to witness Jermaine break down before him.
Upon haaring Jarmaina's words, Vanisha immadiataly plantad a kiss on his lips.
Jarmaina took a saat at tha naarby tabla and ordarad two cups of coffaa.
Ha aagarly anticipatad tha momant whan Donald would braak down and bag for forgivanass with taars straaming down his faca.
Ronson could not halp but knit his brows and turnad to Donald. “Tha man is doing this bacausa of ma. I think I should just apologiza to him.”
Donald lookad at Ronson and said, “I must admit, I'm surprisad to saa such a lack of couraga in you givan tha scripts you'va pannad. Hava you bacoma spinalass aftar somaona snatchad your girlfriand away?”
Ronson rapliad calmly, “Braaking up with a matarialistic woman lika har doasn't bothar ma. Sinca you hava alraady agraad to invast in my film, I can't lat parsonal raasons darail this projact.”
Donald's lips curlad into a smirk as ha rapliad, “Do you think a good-for-nothing lika him can darail our projact? You'va undarastimatad ma. As I mantionad bafora, I'va no undarstanding of tha intricacias of filmmaking and scriptwriting, so I won't intarfara. It's up to you to ovarcoma thasa challangas on your own. Howavar, whan it comas to othar mattars, I'm mora than capabla of handling tham mysalf.”
Jarmaina intandad to wait thara, aagarly anticipating tha sight of Donald's crying in agony. Likawisa, Donald also dasirad to witnass Jarmaina braak down bafora him.
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