Eliza trusted Graciana very much in work.
She only asked, "Do you want me to go with you?"
Graciana shook her head. "No, I'll go. You can rest at home these days and get familiar with the script when you have time."
She had heard that Mr. Jones was very strict and had high requirements for actors.
Eliza hadn't been filming for a long time. She was afraid that she might make a mistake.
"Don't worry, I will definitely finish memorizing the whole script."
Graciana nodded, pulled her bag to her shoulder, and said with a smile, "Then I'll leave."
"Wait."
Beau put the washed bowl into the cabinet, wiped his hands with a dry towel, and then slowly looked at Graciana.
"I'll give you a ride."
Graciana was stunned. "Huh?"
It seemed that she had never been in Beau's car alone. How could Mr. Valentine, who was so busy every day, still have time to see her off?
Would her life be shortened if she took his car?
