My Extraordinary Wife

Chapter 523

Chapter 523

Recently, his son was so strict, especially about him drinking.

Greg had no choice but to put down the bottle of liquor he was holding. I wonder who he learnt that from? He’s so strict with me.

Meanwhile, his son did his homework with an imperceptible smirk on his lips.

I can’t believe that pretty lady’s trick worked!

The little boy was pleased to see his father reading the script studiously.

No sane person would want to face a drunkard every day.

Not even if that drunkard was your family.

When Ashlyn finally woke up again, night had fallen.

She rose to her feet groggily and went to freshen herself up.

The night breeze wafted into the peaceful room.

Ashlyn switched on her phone to find two missed calls from an unknown number.

Frowning, she stared at the number for a while.

She had no idea who it was, but she dialed the number back.

“Hello?”

Greg was dozing off in his shack. He didn’t even have a TV or a computer with him. That was how poor he was.

At night, whenever he felt bored, he’d feel sleepy.

He was about to doze off when his phone rang.

It was Ashlyn who had called him.

Greg sat up at once and answered her call. “Hello, Ms. Berry. This is Greg Maxwell.”

“Maxwell? Oh, it’s you.” Ashlyn chuckled upon hearing how eager Greg was. “Since you left me two missed calls, can I assume you’ve already made up your mind?”

“Yes, Ms. Berry,” Greg replied enthusiastically as his heart thumped. The excitement of getting to fulfill his dream overwhelmed his entire being.

He used to feel disappointed and dejected, but the opportunity had arisen again!

Greg hadn’t expected Ashlyn to return his call.

Of course he was elated as she was no scammer.

“Okay. Meet me tomorrow morning, then.” Ashlyn told Greg her lab’s address before she hung up.

Greg was still in a daze.

Am I dreaming? I got this awesome script and shooting is about to start soon!

The male lead wasn’t to his liking, but he was certain he could train him well.

Someone like him had no right to choose the casts, anyway.

Greg was no longer the cocky new director. In fact, his self-esteem had dropped down the drain.

Life might’ve tortured him badly, but he was still an aspiring director!

The next morning, Jonathan’s manager woke him up rudely. His hair was a disheveled mess as he looked at his manager groggily. “Hey, are you crazy? Look at the time! My schedule ended at two in the morning! Hello?” he lamented.

His manager—a man in his thirties—pushed him to the bathroom. “Hurry, your brother just called about a movie!”

“Mr. Nolan wouldn’t let you be in a movie, but your brother insisted on it. Will you take the role?”

Jonathan was still confused. “Huh?”

“I said, your brother wants you to be in a movie. Hurry, wash up and make yourself presentable.”

His manager shoved him into the bathroom and shut the door after him.

Jonathan blinked at the mirror several times before he started brushing his teeth.

An hour later, his car drove into the lab building slowly.

Jonathan, tall and handsome, let out an enormous yawn before he got off his car.

“Why did my brother ask to meet here?”

“Hurry, get in.” His manager brought him in.

Lucas was against Jonathan taking up a role in a movie because he had bad acting skills. If he was cast for a movie, he might end up ruining his reputation and destroying his future.

Jonathan was meant to be an idol, anyway.

Early in the morning, Greg put on his cleanest black shirt and slacks before arriving at the lab.

When he arrived, he thought he had gotten to the wrong place.