Chapter 59


    Eileen was in a great mood, humming a tune as she headed downstairs after breakfast, ready to hit the


    shooting site.


    However, as she stepped out of the hotel, a red Ferrari pulled up before her eyes.


    Eileen instinctively tried to go around it.


    Then the car door opened, and out came Sawyer, trying to look cool.


    He took off his sunsses, ced his hands on the roof of the car, and looked at Eileen across the car.


    He asked with a smile, “Where are you off to? The shooting site? I can give you a ride.”


    Eileen frowned. She hadn’t seen this guy in a few days and thought he had left. But here he was again.


    She didn’t want to deal with him and turned to leave.


    “Hey, don’t rush off. I came to apologize,” Sawyer said, looking at her with a smug smile.


    Eileen raised an eyebrow. “Apologize?”


    “For what happenedst time,” Sawyer said, handing her the car keys. “This is my apology gift.”


    Eileen looked at the keys, noticing the Ferrari logo on the key ring.


    Sawyer stepped closer, a mischievous grin on his face. He leaned in and said in a low voice, “Tonight,


    let’s go for a drive.”


    Eileen grabbed him with one hand and tossed him aside like a rag doll.


    She looked down at him and said, “Because you’re family with Bartley, I’ll let you off this time.”


    Sawyer rubbed his sore butt, got up, and said angrily. “We were just going for a drive, I didn’t mean


    anything else by it. I even gave you the car.”


    Eileen scoffed, “Did I ept your car?”


    Sawyer quickly extended his hand, “Then take it.”


    “I don’t want it,” Eileen said, walking past him.


    Sawyer followed her, “Eileen, you must see that I’m chasing after you.”


    Eileen walked briskly.


    Sawyer followed suit, “Wait for me.”


    Eileen entered Cinema City, thinking Saul wouldn’t be able to get in, but to her surprise, he came in


    with an employee pass.


    Eileen was annoyed. She ran back to the shooting site and saw Bartley reading the script. She walked


    up to him and took the script from his knee.


    Bartley looked up, puzzled. “Ms. Lopez?”


    Eileen pointed at the door with a grim face, “Your brother’s gone nuts. Take him to the hospital.”


    Bartley turned around in surprise to see his brother, indeeding in.


    Not justing in, his brother was even whining to Ms. Lopez, “Do you know how much I’ve gone


    through to see you? My uncle had found out so I was tortured at thepany for a week. I barely


    managed to escape and came to find you right away. Please look at me.”


    -Bartley was shocked. So this was Sawyer’s way of pursuing a girl?


    ‘Don’t do this. You’re making Ms. Lopez ufortable,” Bartley quickly advised.


    Sawyer red at Bartley, “Are you even my brother? Instead of helping me, you’re adding to the


    mess?”


    “I’m not adding to the mess.”


    Elleen had had enough of their nonsense. She threw the script back to Bartley and warned them,


    “Don’t bother me again. Is


    that clear?”


    Eileen stormed off to change. As she came out of the dressing room, her phone rang.


    It was a call from Ophelia. She answered the call in the corridor, “Hello.”


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    On the other end of the line, Ophelia wanted to discuss work. Fancy Ind was a 20-episode web


    drama that could finish shooting in just over a month if everything went smoothly.


    They had already been shooting for half a month. Ophelia called to tell Eileen she had found a new


    variety show for her, scheduled right after Fancy Ind wrapped up.


    “What show?” Eileen asked.


    Ophelia answered, “Survival,”


    Eileen paused, trying to recall if such a show existed in her past life.


    Maybe there was, but it wasn’t well-known, so it was forgotten.


    As expected, Ophelia quickly exined, “It’s a web show. It might not get much attention when it airs,


    but they’re offering you a nice pay. You’re a fixed guest, and they’ll give you $20,000 per episode.”


    For a web show, $20,000 per episode was a hefty sum.


    Eileen was immediately attracted by the figure.


    But she was puzzled, “Are they really willing to pay me that much? Why? Even Traveller 5+1 wasn’t


    willing to pay me $10,000.”


    “Traveller 5+1 didn’t because. Anyway, forget about that awful show. The director of Survival invited


    you because he saw your knife skills video. They’re sincere, and the price is right. Plus, you need to


    stay visible to the audience after Fancy Ind. There’s no harm in being on the show. Consider it a fun


    experience.”


    Eileen was already captivated by the $20,000.


    “I’ll do it. But what exactly will I be doing on the show?” she asked.


    Ophelia answered, “You’ll mainly be learning some camping skills in the wilderness, like making fire


    with sticks, fishing, etc. It’s a bit of a survival guide, probably simr to thoseid-back shows like Slow


    Life.”


    -Eileen readily agreed, “Okay, I’m in. Do I need to sign a contract? I’ll take a day off toe back!”


    Ophelia replied, “No need. I’ll have someone bring the contract tomorrow for you to sign. You just focus


    on your shooting.”


    After hanging up, Eileen was thrilled. When she looked up, her smile vanished.


    That pesky Saul wasing after her again!


    Eileen turned tail and ran, ncing back as she did. She wasn’t watching where she was going and


    bumped into a person.


    Because of inertia, her body tilted backward. Just when she was about to hit the deck, a strong hand


    suddenly wrapped around her waist, pulling her forward.


    Her forehead hit something warm, the guy’s chest. She sniffed the familiar scent in the air.


    She was a bit taken aback, looked up, and saw a handsome face.


    It was Egbert.


    Beside him was another man looking totally gobsmacked, Louie.


    “Watch your step.” Egbert’s gentle voice came from above her head.


    Eileen quickly took two steps back, breaking away from Egbert’s hold.


    She had just steadied herself when she heard footsteps behind her.


    She turned around, and sure enough, it was Sawyer. Eileen’s face changed instantly. She told Egbert,


    “Your nephew is off his rocker.”


    Then she turned to Louie, “Your family’s nuts. Take him to a doctor before it’s toote!”


    With that said, she bolted like a bat out of hell.


    Sawyer huffed and puffed to catch up. He had just turned the corner when he saw the two men he


    didn’t want to mess with. He reacted quickly, turning to run, but his shoulder was grabbed.


    Louie’s ominous voice came from behind, “Sawyer, what are you doing here?”


    Sawyer turned around, trembling, and cried out in fear, “Louie, Mr. Reed.”


    When Egbert turned around again, Eileen was already out of sight.


    He frowned at Sawyer, “Do you know her?”


    Sawyer knew who “her” referred to. He was torn between telling the truth or a lie.


    In the end, he decided to man up. He puffed out his chest and admitted loudly. “Yes, I know her, I like


    her, I even want to woo her. Ah!”


    Sawyer clutched his head, looking fearfully at the stern and imposing Mr. Reed, and carefully said, “I’m


    sorry, I won’t do it again. I know I messed up.