He Stole Me From My Deadbeat Husband-Chapter 519: Side Story: A Secured Future (3)

Matt flew from Los Angeles to New York using all of his savings. He was already so poor that he couldn’t afford lunch in case this audition failed, he had been able to stay in Los Angeles for so long because Graham Hubbard paid the landlord upfront for one year rent.

But he had this confidence that he would be accepted for this audition. After all, he got the privilege of having a private casting with the Producer and Director. He should be able to be the star now!

He looked around as he entered the lobby, following a beautiful secretary named Mindy, the same woman who told him he had the chance to do a private audition.

’Goddamn, whoever owns this building must be so fucking rich. Why does everything look so luxurious here? Maybe I should steal something I can sell to get my lunch for today,’ Matt thought. But he soon dispelled that idea as he found it ridiculous. ’Wait, why do I have that kind of stupid idea anyway? I am going to be a superstar soon! I don’t need to be scared!’

Mindy led him to the seventh floor. She rudely pushed him out of the elevator and said coldly, "Just go straight to the end of the corridor and open the door. The Director and Producer are waiting for you, Mr. Woods."

Matt glared at this bitch who dared to be rude to him. But he smiled and thanked her despite cursing her in his heart. ƒrēenovelkiss.com

’Just you wait, you filthy bitch. I’m going to be famous, and I will get you fired for being rude to me,’ Matt thought as he pushed the door open to face two men in their fifties, sitting side by side in a room.

They had a frown on their faces as if they had an obvious dislike towards Matt, who had just walked in.

Matt felt uncomfortable for a few minutes before bracing himself and standing before them.

He had already practiced in front of the mirror how to act charming in front of these people who would determine his fate, but when he had to face them, he suddenly lost all of his flair.

He stood awkwardly and tried to show his charming smile, which turned into a crooked, ugly smile instead.

"M—My name is Matthew Woods. The secretary said I have the privilege to do a private audition with the Producer and Director," he said nervously. "I am thirty-nine years old, but I can play as a teenager if needed. I am also a very skilled actor with many acting gigs under my belt."

"These acting gigs you’re talking about..." the Director checked his resume and scoffed, "As mostly extras?"

"T—That’s because I’ve never get a chance to get a proper role, Sir," Matt tried to defend himself. "You know how cutthroat the competition is, and I’ve always got the short end of the stick because those nepo babies would use their connection to get the main role."

"Many of your acting gigs are TV shows. It’s rare for an A-list actor or actor with good connections to work in these obscure shows. So your reason is not valid," the Producer added. "Are you sure you’re not lacking in your acting skills?"

It wasn’t the first time Matt was questioned about his skill, and he wasn’t new to lying. So he replied, "I can demonstrate it right now if you want, Sir. Just give me a script. You will see that I am much more talented than what my resume looks like."

The Producer and Director exchanged glances. Of course, they were doubtful of this middle-aged man’s skill, but the big boss wanted him to be in this new company anyway, so they couldn’t say no.

Thus, the Director gave him a script for the male lead of the new film they wanted to produce called ’He Stole Me From My Deadbeat Husband.’

"You can play as Hayden, the male lead of the film, trying to convince the female lead, Caitlyn, to divorce her useless husband and be with him."

Matt was disturbed by the name because it sounded similar to his useless ex-wife who demanded so many things even though she had nothing to offer.

But this was a job he absolutely needed, and he couldn’t just say no. So he grabbed the script and tried to memorize it while making the expression necessary to portray this handsome and reckless man named Hayden.

Thus, he pinched his brows, squinting as if to try making those hunter eyes which didn’t work on him, and then said the line, "What are you doing with that useless, infertile husband of yours, Caitlyn? I thought you were smarter than this."

...

There was no reaction from the Producer or Director. They weren’t impressed by his acting, but they didn’t dismiss him as well, so he worked hard to make it even better.

"That baby is mine, and so are you. There is no turning back from me, Caitlyn," Matt said.

The Director pinched his nose, while the Producer closed his eyes as if he was exhausted from seeing Matt’s acting.

He got even more nervous, thinking he might’ve failed this only chance to become a megastar.

So, he tried to recite one of the killer lines from the script.

"Which bastard dared to make you cry?"

...

The Director and Producer sighed at the same time, shaking their heads as if they had just seen the worst rendition of the character.

Matt tried another line, but the Director stopped him, "That’s enough, Mr. Woods."

Matt zipped his lips. He clenched the script as he realized that he just fucked up his only chance.

"I can do more, Sir. I guarantee you that I have stellar acting. This character is just not good, he’s so boring and—"

"No need to say those, Mr. Woods," The Producer was unwilling, but he stood up and stretched his arm for a handshake, "Congratulations, you’re hired."