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Chapter 1301
Chapter 1301:
“Are you ready to leave p>
Standing in the doorway, the agent’s words caught in her throat when she saw Margo’s reddened eyes. Then she glanced into the room and noticed Dunn on the bed, his clothes slightly rumpled.
“Oh! I’ll be ready soon,” Margo said nervously. She had gotten so carried away that she’d completely forgotten about the commercial shoot scheduled for the afternoon.
When the agent’s eyes returned to her, Margo’s expression turned even more awkward.
Dunn, on the other hand, looked perfectly calm. He had already gotten out of bed. He walked over to Margo and said gently, “Go ahead. I’ll pick you up later for some late-night snacks p>
He was so natural, as if the agent hadn’t walked in on them moments ago.
Face burning, Margo gave Dunn a light push and nodded, embarrassed. “You should go first p>
Dunn smiled softly. He bent down, kissed her forehead, and whispered, “I’ll always be here p>
Then he nodded politely to the agent, turned around, and left.
The agent—who had been frozen the entire time—crossed her arms and shot Margo a cold look.
Guilt crushed Margo’s chest, and her legs trembled. She hurried to get ready for the shoot. “I’ll be right there p>
A few minutes later, Margo returned. She followed the agent into the car, and they drove off.
Sitting in the back seat, Margo looked painfully embarrassed. She barely seemed to breathe, stealing repeated glances at her agent’s expression.
The agent’s lips pressed into a thin line. She closed her eyes briefly, then opened them a moment later and fixed Margo with a hard stare.
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“Margo! Are you out of your mind p>
“I… I’m sorry…” Margo whispered, drowning in regret over her impulsiveness.
“Sweetheart, I’m begging you—can you calm down? Have you forgotten we’re in a sensitive period right now p>
The agent was genuinely baffled. She had always thought of Margo as well-behaved. What on earth had brought on this sudden change?
“I get it… I get it…” Margo mumbled.
“Are you sure about that?” the agent pressed. “If you are, then why would you do something so reckless and create even more trouble p>
Like a mother exasperated with a rebellious teenage daughter, she went on, “Romantic escapades are fine, but can’t you pick a better time? Were you really going to jeopardize the commercial reshoot this afternoon p>
Feeling guilty, Margo didn’t dare say a word while her agent scolded her. Head lowered, she accepted every accusation in silence. After a while, the agent seemed to feel bad and stopped talking.
Soon, they arrived at the shoot location.
That afternoon’s work was a reshoot of a commercial that had already been approved. Besides a short video segment, there was also a series of posters to photograph.