After Sophie Smith finished filming the first scene, the ti was just right, five thirty in the afternoon, not early or late, a good ti to wrap up.
She knew Wyatt Sterling had specifically spoken to the director.
"I won’t see you off."
Wyatt Sterling glanced at the extended Rolls-Royce parked not far away and said to Sophie Smith with a faint smile.
"Hmm, Senior Brother, if you’re unhappy with my performance in the role, please give feedback. Don’t worry about my feelings, I will definitely improve. I just want you to be satisfied, that’s all."
"Hmm, I will." She was actually an excellent actress, and he had nothing to criticize about her performance. She was his ideal leading lady.
"You should go, if you’re late, soone might get angry." He worried that Asher Land would again take out his anger on Sophie after seeing them chat for so long.
"Soone might get angry?" Sophie thought carefully for a mont, "Are you talking about Asher Land? I told you, he’s much more temperate now. Senior Brother, don’t worry about ."
Just like that, she chatted happily with Wyatt Sterling under Asher Land’s watchful eye for another ten minutes or so.
Sophie walked over to the car, and Robert Williams opened the car door for her.
Asher Land’s long legs were crossed, he leaned back against the leather seat, eyes closed.
"Finished chatting?" he asked lazily, his tone truly calm.
"Hmm."
"Drive." he instructed Robert Williams.
Sophie’s lips curled slightly upwards, in fact, she chatted with Wyatt Sterling for such a long ti to deliberately test him, but his ’progress’ was truly impressive.
He didn’t get angry, nor did he go up to throw punches at Wyatt Sterling.
However, what she didn’t notice was his clenched hands on his knees.
Ha, she thought he didn’t want to throw punches at Wyatt Sterling?
He really wanted to!
But he knew he should trust her.
...
The car drove on the crowded road, a little past five, just the peak ti for getting off work, so inevitably there was so congestion.
Stop and go, Sophie felt a bit nauseous due to the slow pace, and her stomach was churning fiercely.
"Robert, stop the car at the next intersection." She covered her mouth, her brows furrowed deeply.
Asher Land suddenly opened his eyes, turned around, and looked at her with so concern, his large hand gently patting her back.
"Where do you feel uncomfortable? We’ll see a doctor right away." He was about to instruct Robert to change the route, but Sophie stopped him.
"Just feel like vomiting, it’s a normal reaction..."
Asher Land’s expression softened slightly, "Anything specific you’d like to eat? Maybe sothing sour?"
He asked tentatively, like pregnant won often crave such things.
"Asher Land, where do you get all this pregnancy knowledge from?" Sophie found it amusing, how did he suddenly know so much?
Indeed, she really wanted so sour plums now.
"None of your business." He awkwardly threw out a remark, then called for Robert to stop the car.
"I’ll go to the supermarket, wait."
"President Land, let go." Robert Williams was about to unlock his seatbelt.
"No need."
Sophie and Robert exchanged a glance but tacitly remained silent.
The car was unusually quiet, Sophie coughed awkwardly twice; she knew Robert and Nanny Garcia surely had so prejudice against her, after all, she had once been unfaithful to Asher Land and hurt him.
"Robert, who did Asher Land hear all that ’knowledge’ from?" Sophie tried to speak to ease the atmosphere.
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