"Hmm..." Skye Brown stretched lazily.
"Alright, all done, ti to wrap up... huh? Sasha Hammond, why are you still here..."
Only then did Skye Brown notice.
Her forr rival, who now seed to be quickly turning into her little admirer, Sasha Hammond, was surprisingly still sitting on the sofa.
"Hmm, how is it this late... you just finished?" Sasha Hammond sat up; she had fallen asleep from waiting so long.
"Yeah, I just finished. Seems like everyone else has left, you better get up and let’s leave too... How about going for a late-night al?"
Skye Brown tidied up while heading out.
Sasha Hammond hurriedly stood up to follow.
She said critically, "First of all, no street food for ; I want sothing good... Also, Skye Brown, can you be a bit aware as a woman? To work non-stop until this hour. I’m just saying... you worked so much you ignored Mrs. Johnson, aren’t you afraid Mrs. Johnson... ahhhh... there’s a thief!"
Sasha Hammond suddenly shouted, jumping behind Skye Brown in panic.
Only to see shadows appear in the pitch-black corridor corner of the already deserted film set.
"They’re not thieves..." Skye Brown warily eyed the slowly erging n in black.
All in black suits and trousers, clearly soone’s hired bodyguards.
Or, alternatively referred to as thugs.
"Who are you?! What do you want?!" Sasha Hammond peeked out from behind Skye Brown, trembling but with a surprisingly loud voice, as if afraid they wouldn’t hear.
The obvious leader among the bodyguards in black glanced coldly at Sasha Hammond.
Then directly ignored her and turned to Skye Brown, "Soone wishes to et Miss Brown. Please cooperate with us and co along. Thank you."
His attitude was respectful yet serious, his voice a chilling and icy low.
These bodyguards appeared respectful but actually carried a tone of undeniable force.
Skye Brown wasn’t foolish; she could definitely see that this wasn’t a ’request’ but a clear attempt to kidnap her!
"I told you, you’re in trouble... You’ve probably offended Mrs. Johnson, made her upset, so she sent bodyguards directly to capture you now."
Sasha Hammond’s voice ca quietly from behind Skye Brown.
Fortunately, this woman, who usually didn’t get along with Skye Brown, behaved decently in this mont.
Instead of pushing Skye Brown out, she hugged her tightly, as if afraid soone else would snatch her away.
"Not Mrs. Johnson’s people." Skye Brown turned slightly, whispering back to Sasha Hammond.
In her current situation, Mrs. Johnson couldn’t protect her fast enough, so why would she dare to send soone to take her?
"If they’re not your mother-in-law’s people, then who... could it really be..." Sasha Hammond exclaid, suddenly realizing the situation wasn’t right, quickly covering her mouth.
Looking again at the n in black, her expression had already changed.
"Why... why should we just go with you because you say so? If soone wants to et Skye Brown, then first tell us who it is? Without even a na, why should we follow you!"
Since they’re not Mrs. Johnson’s people, there’s no need to be polite.
Sasha Hammond stretched her neck, boldly shouting at them.
Who knew that the man in black wouldn’t have even a hint of expression on his face.
Reached to his waist with his right hand and pulled out a black handgun.
"Because of this."
Sasha Hammond: "..."
Skye Brown: "..."
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