After leaving the office, Natasha asked, “Do you have a good plan? Do you know where to buy the copyright? I heard no one could reach the author.
“They made it vital online just to force the author to show up. I heard they had made a deal with the website!”
“No matter how well they negotiate, it won’t work.”
“What do you mean?” Natasha looked stunned.
“The author is my sister, Elise Bell. She wouldn’t sell the copyrights to anyone else.”
Natasha was immediately shocked. “So Elise is the author, Elf?”
“Yeah.”
I called Elise, my highly productive, yet hot–tempered sister. My call seemed to have woken her up from her sleep.
“If this wasn’t urgent, I would’ve hung up on you for disturbing my sleep!” She sounded as temperamental as ever.
“I broke off the engagement,” I sighed.
“That’s great. That guy was never good enough for you.”
“But he gave the drama to Lydia, and the novel rights are in your hands.”
“What?! I was about to sign the contract. That weasel!”
“Don’t sign it. Sell it to me instead.
Elise laughed as she heard my request, saying, “I’ll give it to you. We’re sisters!”
I was not sure how, but Elise managed to convince the website to release the copyright, and they officially announced that the copyrights were mine.
Natasha and I decided to start a new film company.
In a single night, this IP turned into a hot topic: They had announced a new lead actress, but by the afternoon, that lead role was back in my hands.
I would not be acting in it, but there was no way Lydia would be taking the role either.
Enraged, Allen called me. “What have you done, Rosie? How’d you get the copyright?!”
