"I'll get you leave...and take you home," Collins Aiden spoke very slowly, enunciating each word clearly.
With his words hanging in the air, he took out his cell phone and sent a text message before Ella Jackson could object.
She had no idea who he was texting, but after a moment, he looked up at her.
"Done."
"..." Done with what?
He could handle everything with just one text message?
Couldn't he have allowed her to make a phone call and explain to the director herself?
What if the director was unhappy? It was still uncertain whether they could leave as freely as Collins Aiden made it seem, yet he just dismissed the entire situation so lightly, then casually told her everything was taken care of...
Ella felt like she was going to lose her mind!
Watching as Collins revved up the car and pulled out of the film set, she quickly grabbed his arm, "Who did you text? The director? Aren't you afraid the director might be upset if we just leave like this?"
