As Rowell listened to Sabrina’s composed and articulate speech, an eagerness surged within him, and he couldn’t wait for the Luncheon to come.

The scriptwriter and others discussed modifying Molly’s lines.

It was past twelve o’clock.

After concluding the discussion, Peter glanced at his watch and closed the script in his hand. “Well, let’s call it a day. I’ll update you once the next session is confirmed.”

“Okay.” “Thank you, Peter.” Everyone agreed.

Rowell exchanged a knowing glance with Galilea and suggested, “Let’s all have dinner together before heading back. I‘1l have the waiter bring in the dishes.”

the agent

and another individual

presented themselves during the discussion. Peter didn’t indicate his stance,

up and followed

of you. I’ll go,” Rowell said. “I have already ordered the dishes. Please, take a

few minutes Later. The waiter served all the dishes. Peter made a brief speech, and someone proposed a toast. Everyone raised

glasses in toast and drank, engaging in flattery. Only a

to propose a toast to Peter and other key individuals. Then,

malice in her eyes. “I’m sorry. I

to do the honor for her. She picked up her glass and clinked it with the two. “Cheers. I’ll drink on Ms.

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