Charlotte Thompson bought a cappuccino at a nearby coffee shop and set it on a chair nearby. Fresh chapters posted on n0velfire.net
Watching the wild entertainment reporters being handled, Charlotte finally felt refreshed and her mood improved significantly.
Coco came up with a distressed look. Seeing Charlotte’s smiling eyes, she hesitated for a moment before softly calling out to her.
If it were not for this thorny issue, she would not have bothered to disturb Charlotte’s good mood.
After all the frustrating things they had gone through, it was rare for Charlotte to be so relaxed.
Charlotte asked, lifting her eyes to look at her with concern, both hands around her mug.
"What kind of person is this Ryan Richard?"
Coco scratched her head, clearly noticing Charlotte flinch.
Charlotte knew Coco was not a gossip monger, presenting her with such a question, something must have happened.
"A lot of people have been asking me. I don’t know the situation and I don’t know how to respond."
Coco was nervously fiddling with her clothes hanging at her side.
Taking a sip of her coffee, Charlotte answered nonchalantly, "You don’t need to deal with them, just say you don’t know."
Coco nodded without any doubt.
Since Charlotte had given her an answer, she would take her word for it. It was best not to indulge in curiosity over matters that she should not inquire about.
Charlotte looked at her, smiled leisurely, and gently tapped her hand.
"I’m counting on you to handle this."
She knew how challenging it was to deal with people who feed on rumors."
Coco felt a warm stirring inside. Shaking her head, she said, "No issue, it’s just what I should do!"
As soon as she left, she was stopped by two people.
They looked at her with blatant curiosity, like hungry wolves eyeing a lamb.
"You’re Charlotte Thompson’s assistant, right?"
Coco nodded, and before the guy could finish speaking, she guessed what he was about to say, "Ryan Richard and Charlotte Thompson..."
"I’m sorry, even though I am Charlotte Thompson’s assistant, I don’t know about this."
These past few days, she had lost count of how many times she had faced such questions.
The two people did not believe her at all, doubting skeptically, "How is that possible? You are her assistant, you should know this better than anyone else!"
"Right, Charlotte wouldn’t do this without telling you."
An assistant is the best channel to get such information, right?
Coco didn’t like their presumptuous attitude.
But she didn’t show her displeasure, and continued to smile faintly.
"I know to keep work and personal life separate. I understand and adhere to this basic professional ethics."
Coco shrugged, looking innocent.
Her nonchalant tone sounded polite yet distant.
The guy touched his nose, awkwardly smiling, "Oh, I see."
The other person also laughed awkwardly, wrapping his arm around his companion, "It seems we oversimplified things, sorry to bother you!"
The implication of Coco’s words was quite clear. They were not people who couldn’t take a hint, and they understood that no further questioning would yield any information.
Coco looked calm and composed, but she was relieved inside.
She smiled politely, "If there’s nothing else, I’ll be on my way."
Charlotte finished all the work at hand and sat down for a while.
Seeing that no one was calling her and she had nothing to do, feeling that she was wasting time, she decided to find the director.
The director was talking details with the heads of various departments via walkie-talkie. Seeing Charlotte approach, he quickly set aside his work.
Charlotte knew he was busy and didn’t want to disrupt his work.
After confirming with him that there were no arrangements for her, Charlotte left the set.