The man in a light suit lazily walked over, stopped in the hall, glanced at everyone, and his gaze fell on Maggie Clarke's face.
"Since Miss Clarke doesn't want to do it, make a call to Empire Vision and ask Kenton Maverick to get me a top star who wants to do it."
He slightly raised the corners of his lips, his peach blossom eyes were clear and cold; although the man had a charming smile on his handsome face, it sent chills down Maggie Clarke's spine.
She had seen him at a banquet before, and knew Kris Cooper's identity, and of course, she also knew how close he was as good friends with Kenton Maverick, the president of Empire Vision Media who signed her.
If this call really went through, Maggie Clarke's celebrity path would likely end today.
Between future prospects and face, Maggie Clarke wisely chose the former and immediately smiled at Kris Cooper.
"Mr. Cooper, look at what you said, I... I was just joking with your employee."
