Alma was very tired, but she didn't dare to show it in front of everyone.
Her assistant took a bath towel and put it over her. She said in surprise, "Alma, your skin is wrinkled." Her voice was neither too loud nor too soft, and it was spoken just in time for Henrick to hear it.
Alma frowned and glanced at her assistant. "Ellie, keep your voice down."
Henrick looked at Alma with an apologetic expression.
"Alma, I'm sorry. I promise I'll do well in the next round."
Without waiting for her reply, he suddenly looked at Alice.
Alice suddenly felt nervous.
Henrick seemed to have seen through her nervousness. He smiled evilly and said, "Alice, please come over. I'm not in my best condition today. Could you please explain to me?"
She strode over in a hurry. Those familiar with her all knew that she was angry at the moment.
What the hell was this b*stard doing?
The moment Alice got close to him, she whispered to him, "Isn't she the woman you want to marry, yet you're torturing her like this? Can't you see that she's tired?"
"What's more, you are a professional actor. From childhood to adulthood, your acting skills just now are really questionable."
He looked down at her. She was very close to him, and the faint fragrance lingered around him. He instantly felt comfortable.
Her beautiful and three-dimensional facial features were tinged with a faint pink because of the hot weather. Compared with Alma's pure and innocent face, her face was indeed more beautiful, no matter the angle.
He said with an evil smile, "Are you worried that I can't get a wife? Don't worry, even if there's no one else in the world to marry, I won't marry you."
She felt a suffocating pain in her heart, but she also looked up at him with a beautiful smile and said, "Don't worry. I'd rather marry a beggar than marry you."
He narrowed his eyes. Thus, in her heart, was he worse than a beggar?
Seeing the people around them looking at them, Henrick spoke normally again. "Alice, could you please tell me again? I will definitely be able to perform well next time."
Alice gave him a fierce look and seriously explained things to him. No matter what, she couldn't let him question her professional standards. Otherwise, she had to find something else to do.
Alma looked at the two people who were next to each other. She was so jealous that she went crazy. She had fallen into the water many times and was almost choked to death. Her skin was pale and wrinkled. He didn't care about her at all. He had really changed.
Not far away, Abigail had been watching for quite a while.
After Alice finished her explanation, she walked over.
"Mommy, why are you here?" Henrick looked at Abigail nervously. Others could not see his tricks, but she could.
Abigail turned to look at Alma, who was sitting not far away. She glanced at him and asked, "Is the female lead Alma?"
"That's right, Mommy. Alma is indeed the female lead. As my manager, how could you not know?" Henrick looked at her in confusion.
Abigail looked at him. "I've been busy recently, so I haven't paid much attention to the company's affairs."
"What are you doing? Do you want to get sick? Film well for me. If you can't do it in the next scene, you can go home and think about it."
He smiled and held her arm in a coquettish manner. "Mommy, I promise I'll do my best in the future."
She patted him on the arm with a doting smile. "Baby, you don't know what's good for you. Be more careful while drinking and eating."
After saying that, she glanced at Alma and turned to leave.
He was baffled. Why did Mommy say something like that to him?
Moreover, why did she keep looking in the direction of Alma?
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