"..."
There was no response in the room.
Standing outside the door, Winona Wallace frowned slightly, she clearly heard a noise coming from the lounge earlier.
Moreover, she asked the staff before coming over, and they all said David Redington was in the lounge and hadn’t co out.
Winona Wallace wasn’t giving up and lightly knocked on the door again.
"Knock knock—"
"Knock knock knock—"
"David, are you there? Can I co in?"
After asking, Winona boldly grasped the door handle of the lounge.
She was sure David was in the lounge; if there was no response, maybe he was in the changing room inside, changing clothes.
Thinking of this, Winona rudely intended to push the door open.
It was perfect timing if David was changing clothes; she’d act as if she didn’t know anyone was inside and accidentally barged in.
At that ti, she could take the chance to get close to David, maybe even spark sothing.
With such a decision, Winona’s hand on the door handle had already turned lightly.
She couldn’t wait to go in—
However, as soon as the handle twisted to the right, it encountered an obstacle.
With another twist, it couldn’t move at all.
The door to the lounge was actually locked from the inside! David locked the door; he was clearly inside yet deliberately not responding. Why?
Just when Winona was puzzled, she suddenly felt the door panel in front of her shake.
It was the sound of soone inside bumping into the door panel.
The next second, she heard a very faint, indistinct female voice coming from inside the door.
"Mm, Red... quicker..."
Boom—
A cloud of jealousy and resentnt exploded in Winona’s mind.
That voice, that sharp and charming voice, she had heard it.
It was the woman from that night in David’s room, his mysterious girlfriend!
Winona’s delicate and gentle beautiful eyes instantly passed anger.
She, Winona Wallace, personally ca to find David to talk about the scene, and David was actually hiding in the room with another woman enjoying himself.
At this mont, clearly Winona and David had no relationship whatsoever, yet she had the illusion of being betrayed by her own man.
Since childhood, accustod to being the center of attention, always held in the palms of others, Miss Wallace was not pleased; she felt David was hers, yet he was neglecting her.
Moreover, it was right when her foot injury had just healed, enduring the pain especially to co find him.
The more Miss Wallace thought about it, the more aggrieved she felt. Her beautifully painted eyes turned, and a plan ford.
"Bang bang bang—"
This ti, Winona’s knocking was much louder and even sowhat frantic compared to the previous gentle and polite taps.
"Open the door, who is inside? I heard sounds inside; you can’t hide! Everyone, co over quickly; soone locked themselves inside David Redington’s lounge, could be a thief or a fanatic fan, everyone co quickly—"
Winona changed her usual gentle tone and raised her voice.
With this shout, she promptly attracted many staff and actors on site.
Even Director Henson, who was filming, heard the commotion and ca over.
Director Henson: "Winona, what’s going on? What happened?"
Seeing everyone gather outside David’s lounge, Director Henson couldn’t help but frown.
David was the most valuable person in the whole crew; there mustn’t be any mistakes.
Winona: "Director Henson, you’re just in ti, quickly have soone get the key to open this lounge door... I just ca over to find David, wanting to discuss in advance how to shoot the kissing scene. But as soon as I knocked, I heard the sound of the door being locked from inside.
Afterwards, no matter how I knocked, there was no response from inside. I suspect there’s either a thief or a fanatic fan hiding inside."
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