Winona Wallace’s words imdiately caught the attention of Director Henson.
These days, there are more and more crazy fans. Last ti a female fan got naked and hid in a male idol’s hotel bed, nearly scaring the person into a trauma.
Director Henson imdiately approached the door, twisted the handle with his hand, and found it indeed locked, unable to open.
Then, he knocked loudly on the door; as Director Henson had said, there was no response from inside.
Sothing’s off...
Director Henson imdiately said to the assistant director, "Quick, go get the key and have soone unlock the door. By the way, where is David Redington’s agent and assistant, why are they nowhere to be seen?"
Though David Redington is low-key and doesn’t like to make a grand entrance like other superstars with seven or eight assistants and bodyguards.
But whenever needed, there’s always soone by his side.
Yet today, why are David Redington’s people nowhere to be seen?
Just then, Director Henson, with sharp eyes, spotted the blond man standing outside the crowd.
"Hey, you... you you... yeah, you... where did your David go?"
Aiden Green stood amidst the crowd, recognized by Director Henson.
Honestly though, it would be difficult not to recognize him with his blond hair and blue eyes, a typical foreigner’s appearance.
Director Henson has known David Redington for many years, and naturally knows the people around him.
Even though he’s only seen Aiden a few tis, in the whole entertainnt industry, the only one with such a blond, blue-eyed handso guy as an assistant can only be David Redington.
Aiden, recognized by Director Henson, knew he couldn’t hide anymore.
Still, he rembered Leslie Howard’s words, knowing that once his identity was exposed, he’d be fired by Leslie.
He was soone the young master had a hard ti placing by Miss Leslie’s side, and he certainly couldn’t be sent back.
Aiden stepped out from the crowd and said earnestly, "Hello Director Henson, I’m not really clear about Mr. David’s situation. Perhaps you have mistaken for soone else; I’m Leslie Howard’s assistant."
Spoken in a perfect Eastonian accent, without a hint of foreign tone.
Director Henson rubbed his eyes, "Did I mistake you? Impossible... aren’t you David’s assistant? In our industry, he’s the only one with a foreign assistant."
"Oh, you an this?" Aiden raised an eyebrow, casually tousled his hair, "This blond hair is dyed, and the eyes are wearing blue contact lenses."
Director Henson: ...
Holy crap, it can be like this. Did he really mistake the person?
But when did Leslie Howard change assistants? Wasn’t her previous assistant a young woman?
Director Henson glanced suspiciously at Winona Wallace, who was also briefly stunned when she saw Aiden.
The company had just reassigned Leslie Howard’s assistant last night; how did she find another one so quickly?
But publicly, everyone knows Winona Wallace is most concerned about Leslie Howard.
She can’t pretend to be ignorant; receiving Director Henson’s inquisitive glance, Winona Wallace said, "Yes, indeed, Leslie’s previous assistant wasn’t attentive to her, often causing trouble for Leslie over the years, so the company replaced her assistant. This is the new assistant the company hired for her."
"I’m not hired by the company; I’m a private assistant hired personally by Miss Leslie Howard, nothing to do with the company."
Unexpectedly, as soon as Winona finished speaking, Aiden candidly refuted her lie.
"Ah, huh... is that so?" Yet, Winona’s reaction was quite calm.
She softly said, "I’m sorry, I heard it from others and thought you were hired by the company."
Those around who heard their conversation weren’t surprised at all.
Considering Winona Wallace’s status, how busy she is, caring enough to know Leslie has changed assistants is rather remarkable.
Does she need to manage everything? She’s not Leslie Howard’s real sister.
Among the sisters, achieving what Winona has is already quite comndable.
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