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."

Amber did not bring up her name, she said "scriptwriter", who was actually Summer. Like shark smelling blood, they all turned to

the game with her head low, not aware of what

her face, Amber gritted her teeth. No matter what she said, Summer didn't seem to care, which was getting under her

the same and

turned to look at her

out her phone and sent a message to Summer, telling her what

just ignored Amber. Aren't you afraid Leonardo would give you a hard time when

does that, I will

quickly replied, "That's

can I get

she put away her

Summer mumbled, "Profiteer."

everyone was

wasn't hungry and took her time to savor the

full, she put down her chopsticks and said, "I'm good.

the airplane. The crew would be satisfied with having three meals a day

one put down his chopsticks except

and threw them

was the wrong attitude to make a good show. Summer believed it was the real work that

her, and they

eat all day instead of shooting? Have you ever thought about how much it costs us just by staying here? Yet you waste it on a stupid meal. Are our

as she finished speaking, someone put down his chopsticks and went out, and the rest started to gobble