Aria Morgan told someone, "Don't just stand there, go and take some pictures. She wants to be famous right? I'm gonna make her famous."
Inside the restroom, Hallie Morgan retched until her stomach was empty. When she came out, she was still complaining. The alcohol had been nauseatingly strong.
As soon as she came out, a slightly rough hand suddenly touched her.
"How are you? You haven't even had a drink and already throwing it up."
Hallie Morgan saw Gregory Price approaching with a grin, and said resignedly, "I'm fine... You don't have to worry about me, CEO Price. I have a weak constitution."
"Oh dear, female stars these days have it tough. You're so thin, how could you not be weak?" His hand gripped Hallie Morgan's slender arm.
Hallie Morgan slapped his hand away, "CEO Price, oh, dear there's a mosquito..." She blinked her eyes, making a joke.
Gregory Price was taken aback, "You... You're something else."
