After finishing the last scene, it was already late.
Sophie Smith changed her clothes and habitually walked out of the set alone, ignoring Asher Land who had been waiting for her there.
She walked quite a distance, feeling footsteps behind her. She turned back in surprise, and immediately Asher Land’s tense, handsome face was in her view.
"Why didn’t you call me when you were leaving?"
From his tone, he seemed angry?
But why does this man get angry so easily?
"I think I don’t have that obligation, do I?" Talking to him now, she no longer had many reservations. She was ready to let things happen as they may. If he didn’t want to see her again, he could just drive her away. However, he held the two most important leverage over her— the five million breach of contract penalty, and that unspeakable video...
If she was smart enough, she should please him and be obedient, but she couldn’t do it.
"Sophie, your temper has grown lately, hasn’t it? Am I spoiling you too much?"
Never has any woman dared to talk to him this way, yet she hadn’t changed her attitude from the start. Even in Southern County, she was unkind to him in every possible way, even secretly plotting against him. For some reason, this woman’s claws suddenly sharpened.
Sophie fell silent. If he realized he was spoiling her, he might then find a thousand, ten thousand brutal ways to teach her not to be ungrateful.
Indeed, being by his side gradually made her more clever. She began to learn to weigh the pros and cons, even though she despised herself for it.
She had no strength nor courage to revenge him, she even had to compromise while staying by his side. How could she not hate such a self?
So in this situation, shouldn’t she say, "Mr. Land, let’s go home together."
Ha, she couldn’t understand why he would choose to live in a three-bedroom apartment with her instead of a luxury hillside villa.
If it were anyone else, she might self-deluding think that person had feelings for her. But, Asher Land...
Seeing her say nothing, he thought she knew her mistake, so he didn’t say anything further either.
"Wait here for me, I’ll go get the car."
Sophie obediently sat on the roadside bench, waiting for him to bring the car over. The moonlight elongated her shadow, and she felt a bit lost.
A car sped by, and shortly after, backed up and stopped in front of her.
Sophie didn’t think much, didn’t even look closely at the car or the license plate, opened the door, and got in.
"You shouldn’t be getting into this car." A gentle voice came, and Sophie was startled to look up, right into a collision with Wyatt Sterling’s gaze.
"Senior Brother." Sophie hadn’t expected she was this oblivious, mistook the person, got into the wrong car, and felt quite embarrassed inside.
"I saw you standing by the roadside and wanted to say hello, but you just got into the car. I thought you must be waiting for someone else, but you mistook the person," Wyatt Sterling said leisurely.
Yes, she was indeed waiting for someone, but she was waiting for Asher Land.
However, if he saw Asher Land, his contempt for her should deepen.
After all, not long ago, he told her, I don’t want to see you like other women, relying on cliched means, selling yourself, and climbing up through a man.
Soon, he would witness it.
Behind her, a Rolls-Royce convertible was honking, as if urging something.
Sophie said nothing more, silently leaving Wyatt Sterling’s car.