"No, no," several people hurriedly spoke up, afraid that this big shot might get angry and storm off the set.
"How did you get in?" the screenwriter asked, looking at lody Thorne with a not-so-pleasant expression.
lody Thorne didn’t want to drag Kiki Sutton into this, so she walked over to Sheryl Lancaster. "I heard Miss Lancaster was part of this film crew, so I ca to take a look. We had a good chat last ti we had dinner together, so I ca to visit her."
"To see ?" Sheryl Lancaster sneered, but on the surface, she still pretended to be gentle and graceful. Last ti, the collaboration between The Lancaster Family and Jared Quinn was ssed up, and she hadn’t even settled the score with her yet. Now she claid to be here for a visit—yeah right.
"Yes, doesn’t Miss Lancaster welco ?" lody Thorne looked back at her. "I still rember you visiting my house..."
"lody Thorne!" Sheryl Lancaster interrupted, knowing exactly what she ant. Her current position partially stemd from being the nominal girlfriend of Jared Quinn before,
but if it got out that it was only in na and they never actually slept together, she’d be laughed to death.
"Now that I’ve seen you, I should be going," lody Thorne waved her hand. "No need to see off."
Sheryl Lancaster gritted her teeth, furious at her arrogant behavior!
Kiki Sutton ca out of the changing room just as lody Thorne was leaving.
"Where did the person sitting here go?" Kiki Sutton asked a nearby staff mber.
"Did you bring her?" Sheryl Lancaster suddenly spoke up.
Kiki Sutton saw Sheryl Lancaster there and rembered she was once Jared Quinn’s nominal girlfriend. eting here would surely an no good.
"Yes, I brought her," Kiki Sutton replied.
Sheryl Lancaster looked at Kiki Sutton and let out a cold laugh. Perfect, she had so anger to vent.
Villa.
When lody Thorne returned, only the butler was there, and the whole villa was engulfed in a deathly silence, the atmosphere sowhat off.
"What’s going on?"
The butler looked at her with a terribly pained expression. "Little Miss, the old master... he had a heart attack and has been rushed to the hospital."
lody Thorne frowned, "...Was this his first heart attack?"
Before, the old master would often pretend to have heart attacks to get Jared Quinn back to accompany her.
"Little Miss, this ti it’s not pretend, it’s real. Even Dr. Mo ca and personally took him to the hospital. It’s truly an attack," the butler, fearing she wouldn’t believe it, added, "If you don’t believe , you can call the hospital."
lody Thorne gave the butler a half-doubtful glance but still went to the hospital.
In the ward, the old master lay on the bed, his complexion already improved. Dr. Mo was earnestly advising him, "Young people today have their way of living. Why must you always ddle?"
Hey, the old master was displeased. What do you an he’s ddling? Wasn’t he doing this for their own good?
"Grandpa," lody Thorne entered, "Dr. Mo, how is Grandpa?"
"He’s not..." in a serious condition.
Dr. Mo was just about to say it when the old master, who was previously huffing and glaring, suddenly looked like he was on the verge of passing away.
"lody," the old master reached out a hand to her.
lody Thorne held the old man’s hand, a bit worried, "Grandpa, why is this so serious?"
Dr. Mo didn’t respond, silently looking out the window.
"lody, Grandpa can’t hold on much longer. You must promise , before I go, to give a grandson."
lody Thorne "..."
She glanced down at her belly. Just outside the door, a man with a cold and stern deanor had also heard the old master’s words and similarly focused his gaze on her stomach.
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