"So, if you're fine with paying more, then I can tell my father to charge you even more." Edward said in a playful tone, though, he was just messing with Rain. Of course he wouldn't do that.
"What the hell, Edward? I am broke as fuck! Besides, now I have a wife and two kids to provide for! You just can't do that to me!" Rain whined aloud. Had he known that Edward might do this, he wouldn't have acted that he didn't care about money at all.
"Well, it's out of my hands. You'll have to discuss it with my father." Edward didn't lend any credence to Rain's complaints. He knew that Rain was a wealthy man. He earned more money at the FX International Group in a year, than most people earned in their whole life-time. He could easily afford to pay for professional bodyguards.
"Well, I don't dare to complain to your father." He knew how frightening Edward's father could be, and he would never seek to cross him. That would never happen.
"Then there is nothing I can do about it." Edward just shrugged helplessly with an indifferent look on his face, acting like there was really nothing he could do to help Rain.
"All right, all right, if that makes you happy. I have to go now. There are other matters that require my attention. And Edward, remember what I said." With these words and a small wave, Rain headed for the door and a mission of great importance to him.
"Where are you going?" Edward asked him with a knowing glint in his eyes.
"I'll tell you later, don't miss me too much." Rain replied over his shoulder without a backward glance, and then he was gone.
"What a cheeky bastard," Edward mumbled under his breath, feeling amused. Rain had a new lease on life, it seemed, but to be honest, Edward was really happy for his friend. For a moment longer Edward studied the door which Rain had disappeared through, then he picked up some reports and continued working.
Today they were filming the commercial outdoors, so Annie was weighed down by a big backpack loaded with jewelry samples and anything else that she might need. Despite it still being winter, Annie had a layer of sweat beading her brow. Shooting outdoors was really tiring.
"Miss An, can you help me polish my shoes? Look, they are a bit dirty. I am afraid it will affect the result of the whole commercial." Eleanor called out to her. She had disliked Annie at first sight. There was no obvious reason why she took a loathing to the talented young designer, but her gut told her that this woman could cause her some serious difficulty. So, whenever she got a chance, she would try to make Annie's life unpleasant.
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