The Pendragon

“Your contract with DZ entertainment is going to end this year, rumors are they don’t have plans to renew you,” Riva’s manager informed her.

Riva just shrugs her shoulders as she sips her wine. She seemed like she didn't care. She’s got back up anyway. 10 years with DZ is already enough.

“Should I tell the Pendragon?” her manager asked her.

Riva’s eyebrows creased as she side eyed her manager.

“Why should you?” she hissed.

“This is not a problem anyway. I can handle this on my own,” she said.

And the manager just lowered her head, and left even without Riva telling her to do so. She knows Riva. She knows her mood and attitude very well. If the job doesn’t only pay well, she won’t bother managing her anyway.

Meanwhile, Riva pulled out her vape and began smoking while she’s thinking of what she's going to do next. Now, she has no choice but to grab the recent offer to her by another entertainment company. Riva then put down her vape and dialed her phone. She was calling her secr