Mr. CEO, You're Just A Substitute novel Chapter 93

Starry's started the engine and her car was out of sight soon. Dillon checked the time and grumbled, "How sweet! A midnight date!"

Dillon's words irritated Filip. He closed his eyes again, agitated.

When Starry and Hamish arrived at Hamish's apartment, it was already 1:30 am. Usually, Starry was asleep at that moment, so now she was more than sleepy.

Hamish unfastened the seatbelt, "Thank you for driving me home, Miss Bradley."

Also tired, he got out of the car after expressing his gratitude.

"Have a good rest, bye."

"Be careful while driving."

Standing under the streetlamp, Hamish waved her goodbye.

Starry pulled up one side of her mouth and then pressed a button to roll up the window. She began to reverse her car.

As she drove, the figure of Hamish gradually disappeared from the rearview mirror.

When she just drove out of the community Hamish lived in, she yawned out of exhaustion.

The red traffic light was on, so she stopped the car and rummaged in her bag for a small bottle of eyedrop to wet her tired eyes.

The cool eyedrop drove her sleepiness away. She sped up the car when she realized that there were almost no people outside on the road.

The car sped up gradually, but even Starry herself didn't notice that.

Every staff of Archangel Pictures was quailed by the accident at the anniversary party.

Since Hamish was hurt, Catherine did not arrange other work for him and only sent him to attend lessons on body shape and acting skills.

Archangel Pictures invested a large sum of money in the training of new stars. They hired retired famous professors to teach them.

After half a year of systematic training, Hamish made great progress in every aspect.

Besides, since Archangel Pictures had introduced him to many film/TV soap-making companies, he had received a lot of invitations to act as the main character recently.

It was a great pity that he could not act in the near future since he was hurt and Catherine turned down all those invitations for him.

Old Mr. Richards also learnt the news. Although he tried to look nonchalant, he secretly sent his secretary to Araria City to make sure that Hamish was recovering.

Starry felt indebted to Hamish since he was hurt because of her. She knew that he was home alone these days after he asked for a few days of leave, so she decided to cook a lunch for him and drove him to the hospital for a further check in the afternoon.

There were many people coming and going outside the building Hamish lived in at noon.

After parking her car, Starry got out of her car with the lunch she made.

It was already October and the weather in Araria City was cool.

Starry was in a French dress and a creamy-white thin sweater. The wind blew her dress up and exposed her snowy-white, delicate ankle.

Two girls were astonished by Starry's beauty when she passed them.

"Oh my goodness. She was so charming!"

"Indeed! She looked gorgeous!"

Starry heard their whisper.

Her lips slightly curled up. She opened the door and entered the building.

It was lunch time, so many people were going home to have their meal, which made the lift crowded.

When Starry entered the lift, the fresh fragrance on her clothes claimed everyone's attention.

Reminded by a beep that the lift was full, Starry exited and signaled to the people inside the lift that she would take the next lift.

The door of the lift was then closed.

She lowered her head to check the time—it was only 12:40—and found that she arrived early.

The next lift was not as crowded as the last one. There were altogether 31 floors in this building and Hamish lived on the 29th floor.