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Chapter 1444
Chapter 1444:
Throughout the entire dinner, Sherman never brought up the movie role again.
“This place is amazing. I’m definitely bringing my friends here next time,” Sherman said, a genuine smile spreading across his face.
“Actually, there’s a small restaurant right across the street that I really recommend,” Margo chimed in. Her eyes sparkled as she launched into her own food adventures, and Sherman was more than happy to keep the conversation going.
It was a far cry from the stiff atmosphere when they’d first met.
Annabel watched the two of them chatting animatedly and could only shake her head helplessly.
Even when Margo got into the car to leave, she still looked as if she hadn’t had enough.
“I never expected Director Gordon to be so down-to-earth,” Margo mused aloud. “He’s surprisingly easy to get along with p>
Annabel listened without responding. She crossed her arms and simply stared at Margo.
Under Annabel’s scrutiny, Margo tensed. Then she slapped her thigh, realization hitting her all at once. Eating and chatting hadn’t been the point of meeting Sherman.
“Oh no, Annabel… did I mess up?” Margo looked at her, worry written all over her face.
Annabel remained calm. “What’s wrong? Didn’t you enjoy the meal p>
Margo’s expression instantly fell. She shot Annabel a pitiful look and lightly tugged at the hem of Annabel’s clothes.
“Annabel, I feel like such a fool. Why do I always get carried away by food?” Margo groaned, filled with regret for wasting such a rare opportunity on nothing more than dinner.
She wanted nothing more than to give herself a solid punch. Silently vowing to make up for it, she decided she would go on a diet in the coming days.
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Seeing the mix of laughter and tears on Margo’s face, Annabel sighed. She reached out and tapped Margo lightly on the forehead.
“You’re only realizing now why we came here?” Annabel teased. “I thought all you cared about was finding the best food p>
Margo lifted her head, searching Annabel’s face for an answer. “Annabel, what do you think I should do? Have I lost my chance at the role p>
“You used to be so sharp. Why are you acting so silly now?” Annabel said, exasperation creeping into her tone. “Do you honestly think Director Gordon would’ve spent the entire meal chatting so pleasantly if he didn’t like you and didn’t intend to give you the role p>
“Huh?” Margo froze. “I thought he was just talking to me because of the food p>
“Food, food, food. It’s always about food.” Annabel sighed, looking at Margo as if she were utterly hopeless.
Margo pouted, staring blankly at her. She still couldn’t follow Annabel’s point. “Annabel, please stop being cryptic. What do you think Director Gordon thinks p>
“After all your years in the entertainment industry, I thought you’d have learned something about human nature. It seems you’re still pretty naive.” Annabel shook her head in disappointment. “Do you understand why Director Gordon chose a food stall p>