"You should go back to the film crew. Pretend you did not hear what I just said to you. Continue what you're supposed to do as a scriptwriter."
"But what about Collins Aiden..."
"I have other arrangements for his matter." Chester Yale coldly interrupted Evelyn Sherman.
"..." Evelyn Sherman swallowed back the words at the tip of her tongue, reached out to push the car door open, and then got out of the car.
Just as she reached the roadside and steadied herself, preparing to say goodbye to him, Chester Yale's car had already driven past her, disappearing from her sight.
"Seriously, would it kill you to smile? Or to say goodbye?" Evelyn Sherman's arm paused in mid-air, then clenched into a fist and swung twice in the direction Chester had left.
Then seeing him suddenly stop his car, she got scared and immediately ran towards the film crew's direction.
The car stopped by the roadside, and the window on the driver's seat slowly rolled down.
