"Mr. Livingstone, what are you doing, why haven't you slept at this late hour?" As she found that Caleb's face became sullen little by little, Eva changed the topic, although she did not know why he was in an upset mood, but that topic would upset him more if it continued.
"Get the water." Caleb said coldly.
Eva hurriedly gave way to the entrance of the stairs and said, "Go ahead then, Mr. Livingstone, or shall I go pour it for you?"
Probably Eva herself could not have imagined that she would still be such a coward. When she was studying abroad, she once lived in the slums when she was in the most difficult time, and she had never been timid in the face of all kinds of hooligans and gangsters, but in the face of Caleb, who always looked cool and noble and released a cold air at all times, she could not help but be cowardly.
"Go to bed early." Caleb said indifferently, without the slightest thought of talking about that matter.
"Okay, good night, Mr. Livingstone." Eva went upstairs to her room, whispering a good night to Caleb before closing the door.
"Good night." Caleb's voice was low and magnetic.
Eva couldn't fall asleep for a long time, tossing and turning in bed, thinking about the recent events.
'What the hell did Caleb mean? Did he take me for William's medicine or was he trying to flirt with me?'
'He's a billionaire, but he wants to flirt with me? What is his problem?'
'Ahhhhhhh, when can I get out of here? It is annoying.'
Eva had an unfettered thought, from the moment she met William at the bar, her life was not right, a series of changes hit her by surprise. She didn't want to get involved with Caleb at all, she just wanted to shoot in peace and quiet and then screw Sheila, something like marring into a rich family never occurred to her mind.
It was true that Caleb was a good helper to enable her to take revenge soon, to return all the aggression and injustice she had suffered for so many years to Sheila, and to avenge her child who left before he could take a look at the world.
But she didn't trust any man, men are all untrustworthy, Brody Gallagher was like this, her father Morgan was also like this. He acted he was in love with Penelope Gordon, but behind her back, he had kept many mistresses.
"Forget it, sleep. Everything will be fine!" Eva spent an hour in the unbelievably comfortable big bed, struggling to come to any conclusion but failed, and finally giving up on her thoughts, falling to sleep.
She never knew that Caleb was not working until twelve o'clock, and that appearing at the stairway was not because he went downstairs to get water as he said. She also didn't know that Caleb knew about the news on Twitter at the first place and that he was the one who was working behind the scenes for the removal of the news.
Because of the late night of shooting and the long tossing and turning in bed, Eva could only go to the set the next day with two dark circles under her eyes.
"Oh my god! What did you do yesterday, did you go and steal a man, Eva? How am I supposed to do your makeup with such dark circles under your eyes? The director is going to scold me, I am screwed." The make-up artist said anxiously.
Eva looked at the make-up artist apologetically, "Use some concealer to cover it up, I promise it won't happen again! There was a lot going on yesterday."
"I'm really impressed with you, what a big deal, and you can't sleep! When you become popular, more people will scold you with more harsh words. You don't have to sleep afterwards if you take it to heart." The make-up artist moved quickly, and her mouth kept nagging.
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