"All right. You can read the script today, Miss Watts," Clarence said with a smile.
Angelo nodded.
Then, a staff member handed her the script.
"Shall I show you around the shooting site, Mr. Thorne?"
"Yeah," answered Drake coldly.
Angelo looked up as they left, relieved that Drake didn't watch her read the script.
Time passed quickly. Soon, it was half-past four. Then Angelo heard a cold voice, "When are you going to leave?"
"What?"
Angelo raised and was confused. Then she thought of something, lowered to check her wristwatch, and then panicked.
"Excuse me. I have to leave now."
With that, she stuffed the script into her bag and got up to leave when a strong hand pulled her.
"Where are you going? I can drive you there. Since I am about to leave here, you can ride with me,"
Looking at the cold face, Angelo felt annoyed. Drake didn't love girls, did he? But why was the Drake she saw not like that?
