What’s going on?
Mr. Wellington actually wasn’t here to make a big fuss!!!
The film set staff all showed expressions of disbelief, their jaws practically on the floor.
The whole crew was waiting to see Mr. Wellington take action, imagining that Skye Brown would surely be fired on the spot or even punished by the people he brought...
But now...
"Skye Brown..." Dylan Wellington held that single rose, as if a dieval nobleman stepping out from an oil painting.
He stepped forward, calling Skye Brown’s na, walking to her.
In front of everyone, he handed over that single rose.
As he reached out, dozens of bodyguards in black standing behind him imdiately placed the rose flowerpots they were holding in an orderly fashion behind Dylan Wellington.
When everyone dispersed, a red rose-shaped heart appeared behind Dylan Wellington.
"Wow—"
"It’s actually like this..."
"So romantic, as expected of Mr. Wellington..."
The gasps from the crowd grew louder and louder, and the initial confusion was completely answered.
Just now, people were puzzled as to why the bodyguards would appear carrying rose flowerpots, thinking it was tacky.
Now they all understood; it was simply too romantic—a big heart made entirely of roses, really thoughtful.
"Skye Brown, be my woman, Dylan Wellington’s woman..." After speaking, he stuffed the rose into Skye Brown’s hand.
Such pursuit and confession are already an extre in the eyes of others.
People in the industry know that although Mr. Wellington is flirtatious, he has never lowered himself in front of outsiders like this for any female star.
Even if it’s not saying ’I like you’, ’I love you’, but to have Mr. Wellington publicly say ’be my woman’, that’s a more legitimate ’main status’ than any of his past relationships with other won.
If Skye Brown agrees, whether in the entertainnt circle or high society, her status would instantly rise several levels.
It’s really luck, just having returned from abroad and encountering such a good thing.
In the morning, she offended Mr. Wellington by driving away his people, and tonight Mr. Wellington personally ca... such fortune is really enviable.
Many people are already whispering timidly, even looking at Skye Brown with eyes filled with jealousy.
Just then, Sasha Hammond ca running out, seeing the mont when Dylan Wellington presented roses to Skye Brown, asking ’her to be his woman’.
Strong jealousy and hatred made Sasha Hammond forget where she was, surrounded by film crew staff, and even forget Mr. Wellington’s taboos.
She lifted her gown and ran up, shouting, "No, you can’t... Mr. Wellington, don’t be fooled by this woman; she’s not worthy of being with you, she’s just a liar—"
Sasha Hammond ran toward them, almost stepping on her dress hem due to her hurried pace.
She stumbled, leaning against Dylan Wellington, grasping his arm, half her body resting on him.
The flowing ancient gown and hair let down without the pearl hairpin made her look extrely fragile and pitiable.
"No, don’t, Mr. Wellington... she’s not suitable for you; her refusal of Assistant Helmsley was a ploy, this woman is too cunning... don’t be fooled by her..."
Sasha Hammond held onto Dylan Wellington’s arm, pleading bitterly.
Unfortunately, Dylan Wellington just glanced at her, a hint of disgust showing in his seductive eyes.
Then, without rcy, he coldly withdrew his hand from hers.
What he disliked most about won he had broken up with was entanglent.
The bodyguards behind him imdiately understood and stepped forward to pull Sasha Hammond away.
But Sasha Hammond kept pleading: "No... you don’t like her, the one you love is ... you promised to support , to give resources, to make the female lead... the one you love most is , you don’t like her..."
[First update, next Chapter before 19:00]
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