Selina glared fiercely at the director, questioning him, "Are you the one in charge or am I?"
"I..." The director didn’t dare to speak further and looked at Sumr Monroe pleadingly.
Sumr said nothing, simply turned around and went back to the café to change into new clothes for the reshoot.
The second ti, the third ti...
Sumr could no longer count how many takes she had done; her stamina was waning, and her lips had turned from cherry red to pale.
But Selina obviously had no intention of stopping, her expression becoming increasingly maniacal.
"Shoot again! You should be running faster!"
Without a word, Sumr continued to change clothes again.
During the next shoot, as she pushed open the café door and ran two steps forward, a tall silhouette appeared before her.
Her path was suddenly blocked, and she quickly stopped in her tracks.
But the ground was too slippery; she staggered backward, and the umbrella in her hand fell to the ground with a "clap".
Sumr thought she’d end up like that umbrella, falling head over heels, but a large hand firmly supported her waist and steadied her.
As soon as she stood firm, she felt sothing darken her vision; a black suit jacket was draped over her head, shielding her from the rain and blocking all her sight.
And her waist was firmly encircled by a large hand.
Who... is this?
Sumr instinctively tried to struggle, but then heard a deep magnetic voice above her: "Turn off the rain! Stop filming!"
This voice... is it Damian Knight’s?
She couldn’t help but stop struggling, and in the next instant, she heard the rain stop.
The artificial rain had been turned off.
Watching from the monitors, Selina was shocked to see Damian Knight directly rush into the rain to stop Sumr and protect her in his arms, an intense pain stabbing her heart followed by a flood of fear spreading through her body.
Damian Knight and Sumr... are they?
"Good day, Young Master Knight!" Soone took the lead in greeting, and others quickly followed, respectfully greeting Damian Knight.
So people noticed Sumr being held in Damian Knight’s embrace and inadvertently glanced at Selina.
Selina felt as if she had fallen into an ice cave.
It’s over...
She’s completely finished...
Who could have thought a re spokesperson could warrant Damian Knight’s protection?
Damian Knight, holding Sumr, started walking toward the black business car parked not far away.
He walked past Selina, and his steps suddenly halted.
Selina felt a gaze as cold and sharp as a blade land on her, sending shivers down her spine.
She didn’t even dare to raise her head, wishing she could bury her head in the ground.
Not long after, perhaps just a few seconds, Damian Knight left with Sumr.
He didn’t say anything...
It must be because she used to be his assistant.
It seems that Sumr and Damian Knight’s relationship isn’t as good as she thought just monts ago.
That’s fortunate...
Selina felt as if she was reborn, letting out a deep breath.
She reached up to touch her forehead, discovering it was covered in cold sweat.
But then, she suddenly heard Damian Knight’s voice coming from ahead: "Spread the word, from now on no company under the Knight Group is to hire her!"
Wha- what?
Is he talking about ?
Selina snapped her head up, eting Damian Knight’s dark, intense gaze.
Those eyes seed to hold knives, ruthless and leaving no room for leniency.
—For those declared permanently unemployable by the Knight Group, no other company would dare take her.
She... had been blacklisted from the entire industry.
Selina’s legs weakened, and she collapsed onto the ground.
The ground was wet from the artificial rain, and she seed thoroughly disheveled.
How could it turn out like this?
She was just doing business as usual, why would Damian Knight make such a decision without a word?
No, this can’t be!
Selina struggled to her feet and quickly ran towards Damian Knight.
"Young Master Knight! Listen to ! You can’t just fire without knowing the full story!"
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