At the exit of Film City, an expensive yet discreet white private car was parked, accompanied by a nanny van.
Alumna Palmer got off the nanny van and got into the private car, and for the following ten minutes, she did only one thing—complain. She lamented on how the assistant was oblivious to the rules, how Yale Allen had been disrespectful, and how she felt wronged and aggrieved.
Emily Watson slightly furrowed her brows, "Alright."
Alumna Palmer then closed her mouth.
Emily Watson had not taken the initiative to ask about her being kicked out of the production and only instructed, "Let's end this matter here. It's nearly year-end, and the company has a lot of work. Your brother is very busy; try not to disturb him."
Alumna Palmer pursed her lips, unwilling to let go, "But what about my role?"
"You've just started your career, what's the rush?"
You could tell Emily Watson was displeased.
