Chapter 398 What Are You Talking About?


    Kirk nced at the caller ID and tactfully walked away with his drink. As he turned, the sparkle in his


    eyes noticeably dimmed.


    Marion held her phone up to Miley, gesturing to answer the call.


    Miley nodded knowingly. “I’ll go get your lunch!”


    Their task today was daunting, and they needed to hurry and shoot a short film right after lunch.


    Otherwise, they would never finish all the shooting for the day. So, lunch was kept simple.


    Zoe’s assistant had already exined and apologized for theck of hospitality. However, Marion was


    not bothered by such things and joined the rest for boxed lunches.


    Miley went to fetch the meals, leaving Marion alone by the window in the corridor.


    Pressing the answer button on her phone, Marion greeted, “Hello?”


    “Finished shooting?” Lucas inquired.


    She lightly tapped the window before her. “Not yet. We still have a short film to shoot this afternoon.”


    On mentioning this, Marion pursed her lips, feeling oddly guilty. “It turns out there are two


    spokespersons.”


    “Who’s the other one?”


    “Kirk.”


    Lucas on the other end of the line made a sound of disapproval. “What time will you finish this


    afternoon?”


    “I don’t know yet.”


    Since she had never shot a short film before, Marion was not sure if the afternoon would drag on.


    “I’lle pick you up this afternoon.”


    Marion grimaced, “Is that a good idea?”


    Lucas chuckled, “What’s not good about it?”


    His heartyughter echoed through the phone, making Marion’s heart flutter. “Okay, I’ll call you when


    I’m done.”


    “I’lle after work.”


    Lucas paused for two seconds, then added, “I’m afraid my wife will be kidnapped.”


    How could that be?! Marion thought. She was not a child!


    Marion snorted, “Who would kidnap me?”


    Chapter 398 What Are You Talking About?


    2/2


    Lucas did not respond to herment. “Go eat, Mrs. Craig. You’ve worked hard.”


    At this moment, Miley returned with the meal box.


    Marion nced at it, reluctantly saying, “Alright. I’ll go, then.”


    “You hang up.”


    She pursed her lips, ended the call, and headed back.


    As soon as she returned, Miley looked at her with a gossip–filled expression. “Was that Mr. Craig?”


    Marion nced at her. “What’s with you? Let’s eat!”


    Còntens bel0ngs to N?(v)elDr/a/ma.Org


    “Sigh… Mr. Craig is so good to you! When are you nning to have a little one with him?”


    Miley got more excited as she spoke, “Why not take advantage of the second half of this year when


    you have no big ns and get closer to Mr. Craig?”


    Marion’s hand trembled as she took the meal box. “Stop thinking about it. We’re not nning to have


    a child for now!”


    They had not even started their married life. So, where would a childe from?!


    Upon hearing her words, Mileyughed even more lewdly. “I understand, I understand! Mr. Craig must


    want some alone time with you!”


    Marion felt like Miley and Cassie could talk about these issues for days on end!


    They found a ce to sit and eat when suddenly, there was a knock on the door.


    Marion instinctively looked up, and Kirk walked in carrying a container full of soup. “Chicken soup


    for two.”


    ↑


    Miley, hearing she had one too, quickly said thank you.


    “You’re wee. Bon Appetite.”


    Marion watched Kirk’s back, feeling strange for some reason. Meanwhile, Miley could not help but


    exim, “Our Marion is so loved by everyone! Even the legendary Kirk can’t resist you!”


    Marion’s eyes widened at her words. “What nonsense are you talking about?”


    “I’m not making it up! I saw it clearly from the audience just now. The way he looked at you was almost


    like pulling strings!”


    Marion was at a loss for words.


    What kind of description was that?