Chapter 611
Chapter 611 No Help
Ingrid knew the clothing wouldn’t fit her, yet she still fought over it.
It wouldn’t be surprising if the costume had been branded, but it was merely a factory uniform, and Ingrid
wouldn’t look any prettier dressed in it.
Admiration filled Shay as he studied Skr’s beautiful and delicate face.
s, it’ll be tough on her since she doesn’t have any connections with the production team. Sadly, that’s
how the world works. Capitalism runs it.
Marcus dropped by for a visit that evening and gained praises from the filming crew. Despite his status,
theyplimented his looks and humbleness foring to the filming site.
While he distributed coffee and desserts to the entire crew, Ingrid proudly walked in with her head held
high like an arrogant swan and clung to Marcus.
Laurel passed a cup of hottte to Skr. Holding the cup of coffee, Skr walked toward the trash can.
“The coffee is not poisoned.”
Skr’s fingers tightened around the coffee cup. “I didn’t say I would throw it. That would be such a
waste.”
In the middle of the crowd, Marcus had one of his hands stuffed into the pocket of his jeans. From his
denim jeans, white sneakers, and branded coat, one could see the difference between the usually
solemn Tobias and him at a nce. His looks were a perfect fit to be part of Sheldon’s inner circle.
The scent of cologne that lingered on him was strong, but Skr preferred Tobias’ scent.
In terms of responsibility, Marcus was slightly better than Sheldon. At the very least, Marcus took part in
managing his career while Sheldon was the same old Sheldon, living life carefreely.
“Kate agreed to dinner with me. I’ve reserved a table at the restaurant. I’ll send you the time and location
later.”
However, Skr didn’t respond to him. She intended to let Kate deal with Marcus on her own as she had
no care for his connections and resources.
By the end of the day, there was a bangle of a bruise on Skr’s wrist. She got it from a dispute scene
with Maxim earlier. As a novice actor, he still needed more training in controlling his emotions and
strength. Her lean wrist and supple skin were defenseless against the brute strength of a man.
Skr kept flexing her wrist, trying to relieve the pain after the scene as Maxim continued to apologize.
She wondered how long it would take for the discoloration to fade as she stared down at it.
Not taking the matter to her heart, she returned a friendly smile at Maxim’s apologies, hoping he would
let the matter go.
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When Skr reached the exit, she saw Kate leaning against Marcus’ blue Maserati as she took off her
sunsses and beckoned for Skr to approach. At the same time, Skr noticed that Amelia was
standing right next to Kate.
She knew she couldn’t reject Kate outright, so she got into the car.
The minute she did so, a st of warmth from the heater enshrouded her, warming her up.
Right then, Amelia and Skr exchanged nces. Thetter was wearing a white sports jacket and
jeans. She was oozing fresh and young vibes, showing off her forehead and slender neck with a bun on
her head.
Looking at Skr’s style, Amelia had to admit she would lose to Skr in terms of age no matter how
young she tried to dress. The majority of the public would prefer Skr’s looks over hers.
“How are you getting along with Marcus’ sister?”
“Pretty good.”
“You need a few friends in the entertainment industry. You can’t always be a loner. Otherwise, a scandal
will emerge saying you have bad character, hence yourck of friends.”
Kate continued having small talks with Skr while Amelia sat silently, rolling down the window to watch
silhouettes of passing trees and dim streetmps.
Amelia was badly craving a break after a whole day of work, but she couldn’t reject Kate’sst-minute
invitation to dinner. Without a choice, she obedientlyplied. Kate nagged at her throughout the entire
ride to get closer to Marcus because hispany had recently purchased the rights to existing
intellectual properties.
Amelia’s brows furrowed at the conflicting feelings rising within her.