Fiona Grantham stood at the entrance of the film crew, watching the car that disappeared around the corner, looking dazed, her lips trembling, unable to make a sound for quite a while.
Just now, she surprisingly saw that usually composed and dignified man forcefully and dominantly stuffed that young boy into the car.
Even though the boy, with an unhappy expression, was saying some unpleasant words, Mason Bennett showed no signs of anger.
Even towards Victor Bennett, he had never been this indulgent...
Bella Green, Bella Green...
"Miss Grantham, your friend hasn’t arrived yet?" a crew member asked from behind.
At this, Fiona’s face darkened immensely, but in an instant, she brought up a smile.
The only thing she couldn’t conceal was her slightly pale face.
"He... hasn’t arrived yet."
Just as her words fell, a string of horn sounds rang out.
In a bright red convertible sports car, a man with a sunshine-like smile gracefully took off his sunglasses and grinned at Fiona.
Seeing him, a trace of surprise flashed in Fiona’s eyes, then she relaxed and smiled, looking at the person next to her: "He’s here."
She walked over to that bright red sports car.
After getting in, Fiona turned her head with a smile: "Why didn’t you call when you got back?"
"Wanted to surprise you." The man said with a cheeky grin.
Fiona’s lips curled with a smile as she asked: "Did your brother send you to pick me up?"
Upon hearing this, Victor was momentarily stunned, then completely puzzled: "My brother doesn’t even know I’m back, why, did he say he’d come to get you?"
Fiona’s smile froze at the corners of her lips, her breathing tightened a bit.
So, he truly forgot about her? Even after she called him to come?
After seeing Bella Green, did he just utterly forget about her?
"No." She answered faintly.
In the car, Bella Green, with a small face, held a bag of snacks, looking like a little aggrieved child.
Mason didn’t pay her any attention; instead, he found the little one’s angry look quite amusing.
Seeing him silent, Bella, like a deflated balloon, inched closer, probing.
"Um, Mason, do you have some sort of bias against actors?"
She distinctly remembered that in her past life, he didn’t have this issue?
He even opened an entertainment company for her when he learned she liked acting!
Looking at the little head that came over, even though Mason had watched for quite some time, he couldn’t help but be momentarily stunned.
If the little one had long hair, wouldn’t she be beautiful too?
Watching those red lips open and close, Mason’s throat involuntarily moved.
Realizing his lapse, Mason quickly turned his gaze away, coldly scolding: "Sit back properly."
Startled, Bella flinched and then pouted, sitting back.
"Don’t enter that circle. Later, I’ll arrange for Elliot Morris to help you terminate the contract," Mason said firmly.
Bella, hearing this, became displeased again: "Why not?"
"You’re too young to know just how chaotic that world is. Be good, and after you graduate, I’ll arrange a proper job for you."
Listening to Mason planning her future like some elder, Bella felt a deep resistance in her heart.
"Mason, neither my parents have the right to control my life; what gives you the right to dictate?"
The boy’s voice turned a bit cold, making Mason’s expression darken too.
"Because I’m your brother."
"Don’t you ever get tired of this brother-sister game? If you’re so free, why don’t you manage your own brother?"
Bella smiled angrily; even if Mason was playful for a while, she had accompanied him for so long.
But now, when it came to her career, her life, did he also want to interfere?
In half a month, once everything is clear, they must part ways and set clear boundaries...