The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage

"Y-Yes, of course..."

Willy pursed his lips but shot a vicious glare at Kelly before he left, as she dropped to her knees in fear. As he snorted coolly and strode off, the production crew was left whispering among each other again. "What the hell? Mr. Lawrence really has Willy Sorano at his beck and call!"

"I've never seen Willy being that humble..."

"Didn't you hear? He was literally lecturing Willy!"

"Ya think?! And Willy didn't even dare to argue!"

"It's outrageous!"

"Hmph!"

On the other hand, even as Kat watched as Willy left, she was clenching her knuckle and huffing pompously. "That prick really mellowed down, huh? And here I was going to come up with some excuse to beat him up violently again." Her huffing left the production crew petrified right then.

"Again?"

that she had already beaten up Willy violently

like his heart could stop right then-who on earth was this brat doing in

the perfect choice to play a rebellious brat who did not fear bigwig

in reality, as she got physical instead of

for assistant to bring him annet puffs for his heart to cane's and had to

when Frank turned toward him. "Are her scenes done? I'm taking her if it

Alfred Moran the director had fainted and had to be stretchered off, Jeff was now

yes..." Jeff nodded apparently, afraid to say

to take

up to shove Kelly, who was sitting limply

annoyance straight at Kelly, she said, "I'll be honest-I'm really upset that you stole my parts, but just remember not to mess it up. Get it? I don't

as Kelly looked on, Kat waved at her as she strode out of the film set