At nine o’clock the next morning, in the meeting room of Tymers Entertainment.


    This is the first formal meeting of the period drama project Princess Lenia. It stood to reason that all important people from investors to directors and screenwriters should attend.Content ? copyrighted by N?velDrama.Org.


    Especially the screenwriter. She was the protagonist today. She needed to introduce the outline and overall direction of the script to every big guy.


    When Julian and Yvonne appeared together, Viggo Johansen raised his eyebrows and then stood up to wee them.


    He especially expressed his wee to Yvonne. Viggo’s words seemed be implying something, “Miss Sullivan is also interested in this show, right?”


    Yvonne held Julian’ arm, her exquisite bloomed a graceful smile, “I am semi-retired, and there won’t be any chance for me. I am just here to apany Julian.”


    Yvonne looked around the meeting room as he spoke, trying to find Emelia.


    Viggo nced at Yvonne without saying anything. He then turned around and invited the two to sit down.


    When Julian sat down, he nced down at the watch on his wrist. It was about to be the start of the meeting, but there the screenwriter was absent.


    Ten minutester, the meeting officially started, and Emelia still didn’t arrive.


    Viggo got up and announced to everyone apologetically, “Everyone, I’m sorry that our screenwriter couldn’t make it today. I will introduce the script to you.”


    Julian’s face darkened a little bit. Did she think she was working at a vegetable market? How could she leave them here as she wanted?


    Julian’s face didn’t look good, and others expressed displeasure as well.


    Yvonne, who was sitting next to Julian, also said with a smile, “Come on, Mr. Johansen, this is the first official meeting of this project. Your screenwriter just stood us all up?”


    Viggo exined with a smile, “She didn’t stand us up. The real reason was that she had an ident.”


    As soon as Viggo said the word “ident”, Julian who sit from the opposite side frowned slightly.


    ident?


    Wasn’t she still fine even her wrist was burned by coffee yesterday?


    What happened to herter?


    As Viggo exined about the reason, Yvonne suddenly felt awkward, because it seemed that the what she said suddenly sounded very aggressive.


    Would Julian feel that she was deliberately targeting Emelia?


    She has always been generous, sensible and tolerant in front of Julian. She didn’t want Julian to think she was so mean and selfish.


    After Viggo exined the reason, he went to the front and nned to do his presentation. Emelia contacted him as soon as she knew that she could not make it to the meeting on time. And then she sent him the slides she had made for today’s meeting.


    Julian suddenly asked, “Didn’t your screenwriter exin what ident she had encountered?”


    Yvonne’s hand under the table was clenched tightly. Although Julian’s question sounded ceremonious, she somewhat felt that Julian was worried about Emelia.


    Yvonne didn’t know why she felt this way. Although she was clear that Julian despised Emelia, the woman’s sixth sense was just so damn urate.


    Viggo stood in the front, and answered him formally, “I didn’t ask. This is the employee’s privacy after all. I choose to respect and believe her.”


    In fact, Viggo knew why Emelia didn’t attend the meeting.


    Today was the death day of Emelia’s mother. Emelia’s mother was buried in the countryside. She hurried back to the countryside to visit her gravest night, thinking that she coulde back this morning.


    Unexpectedly, it was the rainy season. On her way back, the bus that Emelia was taking slipped and rolled over.


    Although Emelia didn’t think she was injured, the ambnce sent everyone on the bus to the hospital for a collective examination, so she couldn’t rush back in time.