Chapter 170

Because it was extremely quiet on Weston’s end of the line, he could clearly hear the background noise on Stella’s end.

Weston was sitting on the sofa. The black genuine leather felt cold against his skin. The rest of the room was just as cool and serene.

“Where are you?” he asked Stella. Stella explained exactly what happened. There was only silence when she finished speaking, as Weston made no reply. “Can I… go home a little later today?” Stella hesitantly asked. Weston glanced at the time,

“How late is a little later?”

Stella pursed her lips and looked around the set. Things seemed to be in an uproar, with people shouting and hurrying around. Even as she stood there in a relatively quiet corner, she was still in someone’s way from time to time.

“I don’t know how long this’ll take,” she replied. “Once I’m done, I’ll let the driver know.”

Weston remained silent.

she awaited his answer. She could never guess Weston’s mood or

that, not saying

tone. She knew, of course, that he was possibly a little disgruntled, but at least it was a sign he agreed that she could remain on the film set for the time being, albeit reluctantly, otherwise he

there as her part was not over yet. The

you been?” he

pointing at the quiet

“Fine…” he muttered. “But next time please tell me before you wander off somewhere. You’re

when he found that Stella was suddenly missing. He’d thought that

patient, so she merely replied with

should’ve been able to wrap things up a long time ago,” he continued, now feeling a little embarrassed for losing his temper,

stopped himself short of finishing his sentence before

like that to an outsider. This was basic professional ethics. “There’s been a slight problem,” he explained, “so now everything’s delayed. Everyone’s under immense stress, so please

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