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When Love Breaks (Josephine) novel Chapter 112

The assistant director finally laid his cards on the table. "I just think that if we could get Ethan to play the lead in our movie, even if it's not a mainstream hit, he'll still attract tons of young women to the theaters. That alone could drive up the box office."

Her gaze turned cold. "If that's what you think, we might as well just make another project, find a generic script, hire a bunch of pretty faces, focus on the visuals, film it in two months, release it in six, and rake in a few hundred million before walking away."

The assistant director immediately shut his mouth. He knew Josephine never put box office numbers above the film itself. In fact, it probably didn't even make her top three priorities.

Soon, the audition began. One by one, the eight actors took the stage.

Josephine barely spoke during the process, her gaze sharp and analytical, occasionally jotting down notes. Every now and then, she'd ask an actor to show a different emotion, but otherwise, she was focused—watching, assessing.

When it was Ethan's turn, the air in the room shifted. Even Arthur, who had been lounging around, straightened up a little. The other actors noticed too and could only sigh.

His outstanding looks truly set him apart, even among this group of top-tier actors. In an industry where appearances mattered, sometimes talent wasn't even necessary—a face like his was already a winning lottery ticket.

Ethan handed his prompt card to Josephine. He was supposed to perform "playing the saxophone on the street and getting hit by a car."

Josephine leaned back in her chair, eyes locking onto Ethan. Surprisingly, he didn't start by playing the saxophone. Instead, he began by acting as an elderly man.

He hunched over, moving as if struggling to walk against the cold wind, coughing in a way that seemed like it might tear his lungs out. It was heart-wrenching to watch.

Shivering from the cold, his hands stiffened, and he struggled just to lift his instrument case. After much effort, he finally took out the saxophone. He placed it carefully on his lips, and when he tried to play, the sound was weak and broken.

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