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."

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

playing the game with her head low, not aware of what was

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

felt the same and

her. Summer turned to look at her and signaled for her to speak what was

her phone and sent a message to Summer, telling her what had happened just

balls! You just ignored Amber. Aren't you afraid Leonardo

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

quickly replied,

asked, "Then can I get more

Then she put away

Summer mumbled, "Profiteer."

were being served, and everyone was ready

she had eaten on the plane, so she wasn't

and

the airplane. The crew would be satisfied with having three meals a day on time, so no one was

wasn't done, no one put down his chopsticks except

were buttering Amber up and threw them

genuflecting to Amber like she was a queen. It was the wrong attitude to make a good show. Summer believed it was the real

all, these people worked for her, and they were behaving like a bunch of

table and read them the riot act, "You eat like snails. Why don't we eat all day instead of shooting? Have you ever thought about how

put down his chopsticks and went out, and the rest