Exes' Baggage And More

Chapter Eight

Macy had just returned from delivering drafts of three of Andrew's novels to the printing department. And when she opened her office, she saw a bag she recognized too well sitting on the sofa. It's Marcus' bag. Then she turned to her desk and didn't see Gil at his desk. Macy took a deep breath.

Ken has arrived, apparently.

Then she walked in and closed the door slowly. Macy walked to her desk and saw that there were some new manuscripts coming in. After putting down her bag, she prepared to continue her pending work.

After putting on her glasses, Macy took one script and began to examine it seriously and thoroughly. Every now and then she marks some parts that need improvement. Her hands moved spontaneously to make some remarks. Because she's been doing this for more than five years, it is now a little bit easy for her to quickly notice a mistake.

Macy sighed as she turned the page. However, her body suddenly stiffened while she was reading a paragraph of the script.

Oh, Macy didn't realize that before. She quickly looked at the cover of the script and saw the title listed. Wildest Dream of a Woman. Then she read the short synopsis of the script and cursed softly.

Oh, shit!

She really didn't realize it before when she agreed to the script. She put down her pen and pressed the intercom button.

"Henry, can you come to my room for a moment?"

"Right away, ma'am."

Macy took a deep breath and stared at the script closely. Soon, Henry entered her office and stood in front of her.

The Editor glared at him. "When did this script come in?"

Henry frowned and looked at the script that Macy was referring to. "Two days ago. What's the matter, ma'am?"

"Uhm... I personally gave the approval to choose this script?"

Henry nodded. "Aren't all the new manuscripts that will be published chosen directly by you? You read all the synopsis of the manuscript and select some titles for further processing."

Macy sighed. "I know. But... isn't this story too explicit? I mean, it's too detailed, too..." she pauses. She didn't know how to describe what she had just read.

"Ah... actually, we are also surprised that you agree, ma'am. But during that meeting, you said that the storyline of the script... err, do you want to cancel it, ma'am? I haven't contacted the author yet. So..."

Macy took off her glasses and rubbed her face. Oh, two days ago? It seems that on that day, she was working on some papers. Macy herself did not know what happened that day exactly. She doesn't even remember some conversations with her other coworkers.

It was because of what happened the day before.

Stop it, Macy Cruz! Ugh!

"So, ah, ma'am? Do you want to cancel this story?" Henry asked again.

Macy took a deep breath. "No need. This manuscript will continue. But maybe... we need to be more careful. Who is in charge of being the editor for this manuscript?"

"Ah... The script is held by senior Jino."

"Oh. Okay. Thanks, you can now go back to work."

Henry nodded and walked out of the room. Macy groaned softly. She really had made a big mistake.

She can't help but think of the reactions of the directors once she brings the list of titles for new manuscripts to be published. St. Haven may never discriminate against manuscripts of this genre. But if any manuscript is selected, they usually go through several special stages before it is actually published.