Sam Symons smiled, “You’ve finally arrived. I was worried that if you didn’t show up, it would hinder the crew’s progress in filming.” “Hahaha, it’s great to see you here. It’s a relief.” Director Zhao let out a long sigh of relief. The two directors exchanged glances and smiled at each other.
Veronica Murphy shrugged, “I took a day off yesterday, so I’m free today.
Naturally, I won’t hinder the crew’s progress.” She pointed outside with her hand and said, “I’ll go to the dressing room to do my makeup first.” “Uh, okay, okay,” Sam Symons nodded repeatedly, and his attitude towards Veronica Murphy became much more polite.
It was probably due to Matthew Kings’ pressure yesterday, as well as the fact that Larry Freeman heard about Veronica Murphy’s incident and rushed back from abroad.
Under the heavy pressure, Sam Symons naturally became friendlier towards Veronica Murphy. As the saying goes, “When in Rome, do as the Romans do.” While Veronica Murphy was doing her makeup in the dressing room, a man barged in. That man was none other than Larry Freeman.
One, two, three…” After saying ‘three’, he tapped the camera button and took a series of quick shots. He swiftly handed the phone back to the makeup artist. “Goodbye.” The speed at which he acted caught the makeup artist off guard. She looked at the selfie on her phone, smiled, and said, “Okay, thank you.” She happily ran out of the makeup room. Veronica Murphy, now playing the supporting actress, had her own separate dressing room, specially arranged by the director for her convenience.
“Now, can you tell me who it was yesterday?” Larry Freeman asked sternly. His sharp gaze fixed on Veronica Murphy, as if to say, “If you don’t give me an answer today, this matter won’t be over!”
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