Predestined Marriage

As the chief producer, Eliza was well respected in the crew, and the directors treated her kindly and politely.

After they sat down, everyone at the dining table greeted Eliza.

Summer felt she was ignored intentionally. She didn't know them, so she let it slide.

She took out her phone to play games, no longer caring about the ongoing conversation.

Amber, on the other hand, was popular here. And it was obvious she was enjoying the attention.

To be exact, she was already used to this. She has grown up to be arrogant as a spoiled rich girl, admired and doted on. Naturally, she never thought she would be treated otherwise here.

Amber was having a good time until she spotted Summer killing time on her phone without flicking her a glance.

Although she didn't want to admit it, she felt defeated when Leonardo chose Summer. She wanted to turn the tide and bruise Summer's ego. She wished Summer wouldn't have one moment of peace.

Then, someone asked Amber about Leonardo.

"May I ask if Mr. Emerson has been busy? Can he grace the set when he has the time?"

Amber smiled and said slowly, "He is occupied. But I believe he would come soon since I'm here."

"Excellent. Please inform us when he does, so we can welcome him properly."

Amber looked indifferent. "He invested the show because he believed you could do a good job. Although the scriptwriter is a newbie, you guys have much experience in the field. So, I think this is going to work."

present knew Summer was Leonardo's ex-wife. Even though Amber did not bring up her name, she said "scriptwriter",

head low, not aware of what

didn't seem to care, which was getting under her skin. Amber was frustrated instead of pleased.

felt the same and

on the game, and Eliza nudged her. Summer turned to look at her and signaled for her to speak what

out her phone and sent a message to Summer, telling

afraid

"If Leonardo does that, I will be so lucky to have ended things with him."

replied, "That's

"Then can I

chat is over." Then she put away her phone and sat upright

Summer mumbled, "Profiteer."

served, and everyone

she had eaten on the plane, so she wasn't hungry and took her time to

she put down her chopsticks and said, "I'm good. You guys enjoy

the airplane. The crew would be satisfied with

wasn't done, no one put down his chopsticks

they were buttering Amber up and threw

the wrong attitude to

embarrassed. After all, these people worked for her, and they

eat all day instead of shooting? Have you ever thought about how

she finished speaking, someone put down his chopsticks and went out, and the rest