"Don’t be upset by this anymore." He thought for a while in silence and looked at the conspicuous red marks on her neck, earnestly suggesting this time, "Is there any makeup product that can cover these marks? If not, just go straight to the shooting scene and finish your filming first. Then let the post-production handle it for you."
"It should be possible to cover up."
Joanna thought about it and nodded helplessly, "I’ll give it a try."
These traces would not disappear that quickly.
Having thought it through, these were the only two options.
She planned to use concealer to cover the marks, and if that didn’t work, she would have to rely on the post-production to deal with it.
In fact, post-production could indeed erase these marks.
She wasn’t angry because she worried about her filming being affected.
She didn’t want to show up with these love bites on the film crew.
She felt embarrassed by others seeing these love bites, and as a consequence, the whole crew would know what she was doing last night.
Thinking about it made her feel shy and awkward!
After struggling for almost half an hour, Joanna finally left the house.
She applied a thick layer of concealer on her neck and let her hair down.
It almost covered all the love bites.
As long as people didn’t stare closely at her neck, they basically wouldn’t notice them.
After breakfast, Ashton took her to the film crew.
At a red light intersection, he had just stopped the car when the phone rang at the same time.
His phone was next to the car seat. When the screen lit up, Joanna glanced at it casually and saw that it was Madam Heath who called.
Ashton saw that it was Madam Heath and immediately answered the phone, smiling and saying, "Grandma."
Madam Heath’s voice, full of humor, came over: "Ashton, are you busy right now?"
"Not busy." Ashton turned his head to look at Joanna, reached out to hold her hand, and gently pinched her palm, "I’m with Joanna, taking her to the shooting scene."
On the other end, Madam Heath was silent for a few seconds before she opened her mouth to speak again, laughing, "Oh, really? Are you still in Frankfurt? When do you plan to return? Is it okay to leave your company like that?"
"It’s just a day or two. There wouldn’t be any problem. I’ve made all necessary arrangements. Grandma, don’t worry, I know what I’m doing. I’ll go back once I have settled everything here."
"Hmm, as long as you know what you’re doing. You’ve been a sensible child since you were young, so I don’t have to worry about you. I trust you."
Ashton knew that Madam Heath’s call was not just to ask about these matters.
Yesterday, he and Lady Octavia had an unpleasant quarrel.
Today Madam Heath called.
Perhaps, Madam Heath’s call was meant for Lady Octavia.
After thinking about it, he proactively asked, "Grandma, are you calling me just to ask these things, or is there something else? "
Madam Heath, being straightforward, didn’t beat around the bush: "What’s going on between you and your Mom? How did you block her phone? She came and told me about it, crying."
"How has it become so serious?"
Ashton pursed his lips, remained silent for a moment, and then said in a bland tone, "It’s not really that serious. You know how her personality is, spoiled by Dad. She has already come to see you? What did she say to Grandma?"
"Yes, your Mom came to see me." Madam Heath sighed, "She cried to me pitifully. She said that now you’ve grown up, she can’t control you anymore and you don’t take her seriously."