At this moment, Linda Collins' voice could be heard from behind.
Hallie Morgan turned around with a smile and looked at Linda Collins, "Oh dear, I didn't see you on the set. What, have you been cut? It really is a pity. Seems Director Cromwell has good taste after all."
"You..."
Linda Collins looked at Hallie Morgan's smug expression, her face distorted with rage. She grabbed a glass of wine from a passing waiter and splashed it all over Hallie's clothes.
Hallie Morgan froze.
The clothes were borrowed from the crew...
Furious, Hallie lifted her hand and slapped Linda Collins across the face.
"Ah..."
Linda Collins looked at Hallie Morgan in disbelief.
"You... you dared to hit me? Hallie Morgan, do you think you're something special now?"
Hallie Morgan scoffed, "That smack was for all the times you slapped me before."
She turned around and slapped her again, hitting the exact same spot.
Linda Collins' face stung, her face filled with anger.
