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“I wanted to leave here.”
As I said this, I suddenly remembered the words Reynaldo had just spoken, with a hint of choking in my voice.
Vonnie was startled, “What’s wrong? What happened? Did Reynaldo bully you again?”
“No,” I shook my head, forcing a smile on my face, “It’s okay, when your play is over, we can leave here together, okay?”
“Okay,” Vonnie quickly replied, “I wish I could leave right now. My stepmother is so annoying. I think she’s worried that I might become successful, so she keeps bothering me lately.”
Thinking about leaving, I felt a little worried in my heart.
“Vonnie, I wasn’t sure if Reynaldo would let me go, so we still had to figure out a way to sneak…”
“Hey, Vonnie, it’s your turn!”
I hadn’t finished speaking when someone over there shouted for Vonnie to go over and shoot.
Vonnie busily said to me, “You take a break first, we’ll chat later.”
“Um, you go quickly.”
Vonnie had just left when Anton came over.
Anton glanced at my stomach, with a mysterious smile on his face.
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He asked me, “So, did Reynaldo believe the inspection report from this morning?”
“Um,” I nodded and said, “Thank you.”
Anton sat down on the lounge chair, and immediately an assistant came over to touch up his makeup and hand him water.
Anton glanced towards a nearby place and asked with a smile, “What was his reaction?”
I remained silent for a moment and said, “It’s okay, no reaction.”
Anton glanced at me, then smiled again. I always felt that his smile was a bit strange.
After a while, he said, “I thought he would be very sad and angry.”
I was taken aback, “Why do you think that way?”
“Feel it.” He paused, then looked at my abdomen. “But, even though it’s winter now and you’re wearing thick clothes, do you think you can still hide it after you start showing?”
I lowered my gaze and remained silent.
I also knew that I couldn’t hide it, so I was very anxious in my heart and wanted to leave as soon as possible, but I was afraid of angering Reynaldo and alerting him.
“Like I said, if you need any help, just come to me.
I was taken aback and looked at him abruptly, “Mr. Palmer, why did you help me?”
At first, I felt that this man was very caring for me. At that time, I even thought that he was being extra special to me because of Winston.
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After several encounters, I actually felt that his care for me had nothing to do with Winston.
In my memory, I had no impression of him.
So, why did he help me like that after all?
Anton looked at me and smiled, with a hint of self–mockery in his smile, “It seems like you don’t remember at all.”
My heart skipped a beat and I quickly asked, “What do you mean? Did I forget something?”
“Mr. Palmer…”
Before Anton could even speak, the female lead Cristina suddenly approached.
Cristina’s voice was soft and gentle, which men should enjoy listening to.
She took two bottles of drinks, gave one to Anton, and smiled coquettishly at Anton, “Today is my birthday, come celebrate with me tonight.”
“Okay.”
Anton readily agreed and handed me the bottle of drink.
Cristina saw the situation, her delicate willow leaf eyebrows furrowed, and the look in her eyes suddenly felt like a thorn.
“Oh, almost didn’t see you there, isn’t this the famous Ms. Duffy from before?”
“Hello.”
I politely greeted her with a nod.