Substitute Bride and Her Husband Who Disappeared novel Chapter 137

Director Grant, who was usually caught up in the hustle and bustle of managing the set, beamed a warm smile the moment his eyes landed on Nancy.

"Ah, Vivian, you're finally here!"

To everyone's surprise, Director Grant was the first to approach Nancy. "Did you enjoy your day off yesterday?" He asked.

Without uttering a word, Nancy dipped into her bag and pulled out a wad of shopping receipts. She handed them over to Director Grant with a grin, "Oh, I had a great time. Nothing brings joy like a shopping spree, wouldn't you agree, Director Grant?"

A glint of discomfort flickered across Director Grant's face, but he quickly accepted the receipts with showy confidence. The staggering amounts on the receipts caused a pained twitch at the corners of his mouth and eyes. Young Master Firth truly had deep pockets to shower "Vivian" with such expensive clothes. Suddenly, Director Grant felt like a fool. But compared to Charlie's investment in this film, these expenses were but a drop in the ocean.

He casually shoved the receipts into his pocket and laughed heartily, "Good, as long as you're happy. Take a break and get changed. We're shooting the same scene as yesterday."

The staff member, a young man in his twenties, had been ogling Nancy. Although today's outfit was more reserved than yesterday's, it still highlighted Nancy's perfect figure. His gaze was glued to her, unable to look away. Hearing her question, he quickly pulled his gaze away, grabbed a cue stick, and handed it to her, "Here, Vivi. Try this one and see how it feels."

"No need." Suddenly, a man's gruff voice cut through the air, "We wasted a whole day yesterday. Are we going to waste another?" Nancy followed the sound to find a man in his thirties sitting across the pool table. He held a cue stick in his hand, his eyes gleaming with an icy stare. Seeing Nancy turn his way, he let out a cold, mocking laugh. "There's no need for her to pretend she can act since I'll have to take over in the end. Why bother checking the feel of the cue?"