“All right. You can read the script today, Miss Watts,” Clarence said with a smile.

Angelo nodded.

Then, a staff member handed her the script.

“Shall I show you around the shooting site, Mr. Thorne?”

“Yeah,” answered Drake coldly.

Angelo looked up as they left, relieved that Drake didn't watch her read the script.

Time passed quickly. Soon, it was half-past four. Then Angelo heard a cold voice, “When are you going to leave?”

“What?”

Angelo raised and was confused. Then she thought of something, lowered to check her wristwatch, and then panicked.

"Excuse me. I have to leave now."

With that, she stuffed the script into her bag and...