Spoiled By The President: My Wife Is A Little Sweet novel Chapter 149

Chapter 149 Strategies For Cannon Fodder

"Besides, this isn't like 'The Youth', it's just a small production. With actors like they are now, the ones with even a bit of fame won't take the job, while the ones who would like to take the job just can't act well enough. Actors like Victoria who don't pay too much attention to the size of the production and only care about the script are rarer than rare now."

With that, he sighed. Natalia didn't have anything to say.

After a while, Nathan continued, "Actually, Jessica Dawson's been contacting me recently saying she wants to participate in the project. She's also interested in the female lead, but because of what happened with her before, I'm not very confident in her. With her image, if we put in the costume work, she should at least manage to be better than other actresses, but I'm still not sure. If she gets involved in another scandal halfway through production, it won't end well."

Natalia blinked, a little surprised.

Her eyes darted slightly as she asked, "Jessica wants the role too?"

Nathan replied, "Yeah. To be honest, even though my friend's new to the field, he's got good technique, or I wouldn't be helping him. That's why there's still plenty of people who want to take part in the show, we just haven't found any suitable candidates. If we really can't manage, Jessica's a good choice. It's just that she's been in too many scandals lately and her image isn't too good – but that can be a type of publicity as well. If the filming goes well, the overall effect should be positive. It's just a small production, after all. In the old days, a production this size managing to get someone like her on the cast wouldn't have been plausible."

Natalia thought for a while, then smiled.

"All right, got it. If it's convenient, can you send me a copy of the script? I'll get back to you tomorrow."

Nathan jolted, a little surprised. He didn't know what she meant by that.

But he didn't ask too many questions. He simply agreed and hung up.

Natalia drove home. The moment she stepped inside, her phone beeped. She had a new email in her mailbox.

As she changed out her shoes, she took a look. Nathan had sent her an electronic copy of the script.

Archie was home already. He'd known she was going out with some of her female friends today, so he didn't disturb her.

The man had already finished his meal at this time and retired to the reading room.

Changing her shoes, Natalia went upstairs and didn't go to Archie but went directly to the bedroom.

Turning her computer on, she looked through the entirety of the script Nathan had sent her.

The script wasn't long. It was just an eighteen-episode-long web series. But because she was paying attention to the details, it took her quite a bit of time.

Archie went out of the reading room and saw her sitting in front of the computer. She looked focused, so he didn't disturb her.

But when he finished his shower, cleaned up and went out, he found her still sitting there, totally concentrated.

He shot a look at the time. It was past twelve at night and he couldn't help but frown.

"What are you looking at?"

Natalia was fully concentrating when the deep voice rang out behind her, and she jumped.

Turning around, she saw that it was Archie and she sighed.

"Oh, nothing, just a script."

"What script's so important you're staying up to read it now?"

The man said, already bending over to look over her shoulder. He circled his arm around her and clicked the mouse, seeing the script's name.

"Strategies for Cannon Fodder"

He cocked an eyebrow and Natalia couldn't help but blushed, stammering an explanation. "It's just a temporary name, they're changing it later, er... that's, this is the script for a web series. The production size isn't big, so I'm just looking through it."

Archie chuckled. "A script like that is worth staying up until this hour?"

Saying that, he pointed deliberately at his wristwatch.

Only then did Natalia realize it had gotten this late. She made a sound of assent and followed him to bed.

At the same time.

In the Dawson household.