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Simone knocked on the car window outside. Seeing Yolanda get out, she sighed with relief. “Are you okay? Don’t worry, I already know about this, confronted them, and no one will spill the story.”
Yolanda didn’t look her in the eyes but said calmly, “Aunt Simone, it’s a hassle, but Ian is currently my studio’s only talent. Only if he becomes famous can I recruit new talent. I don’t want anything to happen to him.”
What she said was really an explanation of why she was so worried about Ian’s safety.
After all, Simone is Charles’s aunt and part of the Sinclair family; she might misunderstand the relationship between her and Ian.
Simone’s gaze settled on her face, then glanced inside the car, smiling. “This kind of thing won’t happen again.”
Ian’s scenes for tonight were almost finished. After filming a few more shots, he could leave. Staff escorted him to change costumes.
Yolanda was right beside Simone, and the staff around her still felt a bit intimidated when they saw her.
Simone patted her shoulder. “Protecting your talent is a good thing, but what happened tonight went too far. If Elara Aster won’t let you off, and she posts your story on Twitter, then millions of loyal fans will come to curse you, make a fake memorial photo of you, and even insult your entire family. That’s a terrible feeling.”
“I understand, Aunt Simone. I’ll be more careful next time.”
Meanwhile, Ian had already changed into new clothes, and the makeup artist was applying his makeup.
Makeup takes about ten minutes, and the artist whispered gossip into his ear, “Ian, your manager actually got into a fight for you tonight. It looked really scary, and we were all freaked out.”
Another makeup artist chimed in,
“Yeah, Elara’s face was almost slashed badly. We’re still unsettled by it, but as long as you’re okay, Ian, it’s fine. The whole thing was Elara’s fault anyway.”
Ian’s lips curled up slightly, and he closed his eyes. “Mm.”
The makeup artist wasn’t sure if he was pleased or worried. Then she added, “Honestly, your
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manager is a bit extreme. You should tell your boss and get a new guy as your manager.”
“She only cares about me.”
After he said this, he stood up to reshoot the scene.
Yolanda, wearing a wet outfit, waited in the car. After twenty minutes, Ian opened the door and came in.
She plans to drive back now, probably getting home around six in the morning.
“Ms. Grant, let me drive.”
Yolanda held the steering wheel with both hands and said calmly, “You rest well in the passenger seat. You still have scenes to shoot tomorrow.”
He didn’t say anything more and quietly sat in the passenger seat.
At six in the morning, when dropping him off outside the villa where Ian currently lives, he lowered his head and coughed several times.
When getting out of the car, he almost stumbled.
Yolanda felt a bit unwell herself and helped him up, asking, “Do you have a fever?”
She lifted her hand to check his forehead, which wasn’t hot to the touch.
He shook his head. “Just dizzy.”
“I’ll help you inside.”
Once home, she found the medicine kit and prepared two packets of instant medicine for her.
Ian went upstairs to get one of his shirts. “Take a hot shower and rest for a while.”
Yolanda’s head felt a bit fuzzy as well.
She nodded, went upstairs to shower, and when she dried her hair and came downstairs, she saw the breakfast already laid out on the table,
Jan was standing by the table, opening a package. “Ms. Grant, eat something and get some
rest.”
Yolanda was indeed a bit hungry; she had been driving for a long time and got caught in the rain, leaving her head foggy.
After sitting down and finishing the soup, she settled on the living room sofa.
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The sofa was very comfortable. After all, this was Samuel’s villa, with only the finest selections throughout.
Ian’s shirt worn on her could cover above the knees; it easily served as a dress.
As soon as she lay down, Ian moved close to her.
She frowned and instinctively kicked him, but his fingers gripped her ankle tightly, refusing to let go.
“Ms. Grant, are you having trouble sleeping?”
Yolanda said nothing.
He slowly released her ankle. “I heard that sweating helps you fall asleep easily.”
Yolanda remembered the scene in the makeup room.
All of this, Charles might have already given to other women long ago.
After a few seconds, she whispered, “Go to the dining table.”
The chair by the dining table was modest yet elegant.
And there is a tablecloth here.
Just as her mind was in a fog, the doorbell rang. She thought she was hearing things.
But then the door was opened, as if the person coming had a door card for here.
Besides the code, the door can also be opened with a door card.
Yolanda lifted her neck like a graceful swan and, when she turned her head, met Samuel’s gaze at the door.
All the blood in her body rushed backward in an instant, draining the color from her face.
But lan didn’t give up.
“Charles.”
Her voice was hoarse; she quickly lowered her head and placed one hand on the table.
Samuel wore a black suit and black leather shoes, his hair slicked back, looking mature and steady.
“Mm.”
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He didn’t change his shoes, so he didn’t open the shoe cabinet either.
Yolanda was on the verge of losing her mind, her fingertips clenched tightly.
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