Chapter 91

Lucas Sheridan's gaze lingered on Sophia Laurent's face for a moment, a shadow of unreadable emotion flashing in his eyes.

This screenplay was undoubtedly something Sophia had specifically requested from Gavin Croix for Richard Lowell's sake.

Yet by some twist of fate, Richard had chosen Quentin Shaw's script instead, paying an exorbitant thirty million for it.

Now the prize had fallen into his lap.

"Sophia, I promise you this film will be perfected in every way."

Lucas tightened his grip on the script, his knuckles turning white.

This wasn't just his battle against Richard.

It was Sophia's reckoning with the Lowell family.

A faint smile curved Sophia's lips. "I believe in you."

After a hesitant pause, Lucas asked, "Will Mr. Croix attend the opening ceremony?"

"We'll see when the time comes."

"Thank you."

After leaving Pearl Entertainment, Lucas immediately announced on social media that "Empress" was Gavin Croix's latest work.

The internet exploded.

Oh my god! The legendary Gavin Croix is back!

I've watched "Lone Mountain" seven times—it makes me sob every viewing.

Wait, why would Gavin collaborate with Lucas Sheridan?

The comments section erupted instantly.

Gavin's "Lone Mountain" swept every major screenwriting award—it's the industry gold standard. He should be working with Director Lowell!

Since when do you get to decide who he works with?

Richard's fans went into meltdown, flooding Lowell Entertainment's official account demanding explanations.

When Richard received the news, his expression darkened immediately.

"William, what's the meaning of this?"

Back then, it was Sophia who had strongly recommended he film "Lone Mountain."

He'd barely glanced at the modest hundred-thousand-dollar copyright fee.

Who could have predicted that low-budget film would become a sensation?

Later, when he tried to recruit Gavin, the man became completely inaccessible.

Now after five years, Gavin suddenly resurfaces—and gives his script to Lucas?

William Lowell sneered. "Who else but Sophia could be behind this?"

Richard paced agitatedly around his office.

"Does she think marrying into the Valdemar family makes her untouchable? That they'll actually back her?"

William's eyes turned venomous. "A glorified nurse for a comatose husband, putting on airs."

Richard stopped abruptly.

"We can't let her get away with this. I need to speak with Patriarch Valdemar."