Chapter 92

With Trevor's crew secured, the primary obstacle to filming was resolved, rendering the remaining challenges more manageable. The most complex task still lay in selecting the perfect actors.

All that remained was to wait, as Yvonne had already broadcast her call for talent across multiple platforms. She favored thorough preparation over rushing to gather a lackluster people.

Regrettably, most online-sourced companies and performers were obscure and uninspiring, as truly gifted individuals rarely sought roles through such channels.

Yvonne meticulously combed through these options while also proactively contacting prominent agencies and actors she deemed suitable for the parts.

The responses were discouraging, with some even accusing her of being a con director using the Powell Group's reputation for fraudulent schemes.

Hours ticked by with minimal progress, and Yvonne sat anxiously at her desk, staring at her monitor,unaware of Trevor standing behind her.

"This approach won't attract the right talent.People won't believe the Powell Group needs to chase investors-they will assume you're a fraud," Trevor remarked.

Rubbing her forehead, Yvonne gave a faint, bitter smile.

The entertainment world was indeed cutthroat,prioritizing proven success and funding, leaving novices without mentors struggling to break through.

Compounding her challenges, Yvonne had already clashed with some industry figures.

Noticing her exhausted look, Trevor hesitated before offering a reassuring grin. "Don't worry. Every journey starts with hurdles. Someone will see your potential and take a chance, just like I did!" Moved,Yvonne murmured, "Thanks, Trevor..."

She now realized that her earlier optimism, which had believed a strong script would effortlessly draw a stellar team and yield a critically and commercially successful film, had been naive.

Reality revealed that each phase was riddled with practical conflicts of interest.

Yvonne understood Trevor's steadfast support likely stemmed from his loyalty as a friend.

The day's setbacks had dented her confidence,but Trevor, sensing her doubt, gave her shoulder an encouraging pat. "Keep your spirits up! We've got this! I'll tap my network too. Let's do this together!"

Greatly encouraged, Yvonne nodded with determination.

They split their efforts. Yvonne continued reaching out to agencies and actors, while Trevor contacted actors he knew to gauge their interest.

Their persistence began to yield results. Amid the flurry of outreach, a spark of promise emerged.

Vince Greville, a celebrated actor renowned for his captivating performances and charismatic presence,had headlined countless hits and amassed a devoted following.

Yet, he had stepped away from acting years ago,reportedly uninspired by the scripts he encountered.

Vince had once declared he would return for a project that truly excited him, even waiving his fee,regardless of the genre.

To facilitate this, his agent created an account for fans to submit scripts, which Vince supposedly reviewed diligently, replying to those that intrigued him and offering remuneration otherwise.

In three years, however, he had never replied to anyone.

With little to lose, Yvonne sent her carefully revised and annotated script, more as a desperate gesture than with real hope, and promptly forgot about it. It wasn't until late that evening, as she prepared to leave the office, that she spotted a new email in her inbox.

Meanwhile, in a Warren Pictures office, a distinguished and handsome man sat, absorbed in a script on his screen, his face etched with focus and intrigue.