Upon reaching a restaurant, Vera Wave ca to a halt.
"rlin, you go ahead and grab a bite inside the restaurant; wait for . I need to et a friend upstairs. I’ll be back soon."
"Alright," rlin Bradley said as he took the docunts from Vera’s hands. "Do you want to order anything for you?"
Vera thought for a mont. "Let’s discuss that when I get back. You go ahead and eat, and rember to keep the receipt for reimbursent."
Waving goodbye to rlin, Vera jogged towards the office building behind them, took an elevator to the sixth floor, arrived at door 607, and knocked.
"Co in."
A familiar male voice erged. She took a deep breath, put on a smile, and walked in.
This was an office. Kris Cooper was casually leaning back in his chair. Upon seeing her, he imdiately pushed himself up using the armrests.
Vera scanned the room. Seeing no one else, she walked up and started in a sugary voice, "Honey, have you eaten?"
Initially irritated, the sight of her smiling face lted all his anger away. Kris raised a hand to caress her face, his voice filled with concern. "Are you hurt?"
"My scalp hurts." She put on a pitiful look of grievance.
"Serves you right! Who told you to go acting in that crappy movie!" he grumbled, seemingly having forgotten how confidently he himself had proposed the investnt in this very movie at the board eting.
Of course, though his words were harsh, his hand was already gently cradling her head, carefully checking under her hair. "Does it hurt much?"
"It’s much better now." Seeing he wasn’t actually angry, she dropped the pitiful act and smiled at him. "Honey, have you eaten yet? Are you hungry? Should... I go and get you sothing to eat?"
Kris glanced at her face. "Cut to the chase."
"Well, actually... I ca to look for an actor. Rember the Peace Community project? I ca to see an acquaintance to introduce to so actors. He insisted I help him out with a last-minute cao. I figured, why not? Who knew I’d run into *her*!"
"COUGH!" Kris cleared his throat. "Cut to the chase."
She had called him ’Honey’ and offered to buy him food the mont she saw him. He knew this little rascal was after sothing else.
He saw right through ? Vera pouted, then finally spilled the beans.
"Actually, there’s one more little thing. You see, the director said... my forehead is full, my jawline is well-defined, and my bone structure is remarkable..."
Was this silly girl reciting a martial arts novel? Kris didn’t know whether to laugh or cry. "Cut to the chase!"
"So, in short, I have great potential as an actress, so..." Vera sneakily glanced at Kris’s expression. "He wants to play the second female lead."
"I’ll pay you double! Don’t take the role!"
"Honey."
"Even calling honey won’t work!"
The entertainnt industry? What kind of place is that? It’s a cesspool, full of shady characters. With her limited experience, how could she possibly outmaneuver anyone there... He couldn’t possibly be by her side all the ti. Today was just a coincidence. What if he hadn’t been there? The thought of Maggie Clarke pulling her hair made him burn with the desire to drag that bitch over and subject her to dismbernt.
She knew he’d never agree. Vera’s shoulders slumped, her lips forming a prominent pout.
Frowning at her dejected expression, Kris Cooper placed his hands on her shoulders and spoke gently. "If you need money, I’ll give it to you. Any amount you want, okay?"
"No way!" Vera pouted. "That’s *your* money, not mine! I’m in a relationship with you, not your kept woman! Are you implying I’m so kind of prostitute?"
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