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Sorry for Your Loss, It's Me, I'm the Loss novel Chapter 50

"Then perhaps we can collaborate on another project in the future," Mr. Turner replied. He looked like a kindly old man, but he was notoriously stubborn. He immediately had the staff call in the next actress.

Mr. Zade had no choice but to lead Queena out.

"I don't want a supporting role. It's beneath me," Queena said, her large, innocent eyes pleading.

"Don't worry," Mr. Zade reassured her. "Mr. Turner isn't the only one with a say here. That lead role will be yours."

Satisfied, Queena nodded. Then she added, "There's an actress auditioning today named Yvonne. She's a bully at our school, always picking on the other girls. Could you find a way to teach her a lesson?"

"Bullying at your school? That's completely out of control. Don't you worry. I'll have a word with the fight choreographer and have him give this Yvonne a proper lesson. I guarantee she won't be bothering anyone again," Mr. Zade promised, patting his chest.

Yvonne was the last actress to audition. Without an agency to recommend her, she had to put herself forward.

Mr. Turner smiled at her, seemingly pleased with her appearance. "Young lady, which role are you auditioning for?"

"The female lead," Yvonne answered directly.

"No acting experience, and you want the lead role? Dream on," Mr. Zade sneered, squinting at Yvonne.

Yvonne, oblivious to the industry's political games, thought he was joking.

"I'm ready when you are, sir," she said politely.

Hardy assumed a fighting stance and launched a fierce, powerful kick aimed squarely at Yvonne's chest.

Instinctively, Yvonne raised her arms to shield her heart. The force of the blow sent her stumbling back several steps before she regained her footing. Though she wasn't injured, her arms were already numb with pain.

Her expression shifted. A kick like that, delivered to an ordinary girl, would have sent her flying and likely broken a few ribs. As a professional fight choreographer, Hardy had to know the potential damage. He had done it on purpose.

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