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Chapter 1344
Chapter 1344:
As she spoke, she lifted her phone. The recording icon blinked on the screen. Then she tapped it, stopping the recording, and looked at the two actresses whose faces had gone taut.
“You recorded us?” Dora shouted.
Margo raised her eyebrows and walked out into the corridor, stopping in front of the monitor. “What do you think my ‘generous backer’ will say when he hears this p>
“It was a misunderstanding… A misunderstanding, really…” The actress in red tried to mediate again, clutching the hem of Dora’s clothes and tugging her back.
“You…” Dora bit her lip, rage burning in her eyes as she finally gave up on trying to snatch the phone. “Don’t take this too far p>
“Too far? So this is ‘too far’?” Margo slipped her phone back into her pocket, smirking. “You can’t succeed in the entertainment industry just by having big breasts. You have to be smart p>
As if something suddenly occurred to her, Margo glanced at Dora’s face and covered her mouth, stifling a laugh. “Oh, wait. I remember the assistant director likes women with big breasts, doesn’t he p>
With that, Margo turned and walked out, not bothering to look back at their reactions.
“Margo, just you wait…” Dora muttered through clenched teeth, watching her leave.
A few days later…
“The shoot is going well. We should be finished soon,” the producer reported simply to Annabel.
Annabel nodded, her gaze landing on Margo and Rory as they worked on set. After so many setbacks, everything finally seemed to be running smoothly.
Margo, following Rory’s line of sight, noticed Annabel standing nearby. No wonder… Margo let out a silent sigh, admiring his persistence.
This round of filming was nearly over. But as they wrapped up and Rory went to look for Annabel, he realized she had already left. The good mood that had lifted him earlier vanished at once.
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Annabel didn’t know any of that. She had visited the set only because it was convenient—she had a meeting with another company that afternoon.
Still, something about it felt odd. The contract signing had originally been scheduled for tomorrow morning, but the partner company had repeatedly pushed to move it up, and in the end, it was set for that afternoon. Annabel happened to be free, so she agreed without much hesitation, though she couldn’t help feeling curious about their urgency.
“Ms. Hewitt, it’s Mr. Swain.” Annabel’s assistant handed her the phone as she stepped into the car. Mr. Swain was the boss of the company she was meeting.
“Hello, Mr. Swain. I’m almost there,” Annabel said.
The meeting was set in a technology park, where Annabel planned to invest in a film-and-television base.
Mr. Swain spoke quickly into the receiver. “I’m so sorry about this, Ms. Hewitt, but could we change the meeting location p>
“What do you mean?” Annabel frowned slightly.