Reborn Second Chance With The Scheming Tycoon novel Chapter 120

Chapter 107 What do we do?!–2

The sudden shift left Sophia and Zoey Mitchell thinking Amelia was just flustered and trying to deflect. They were almost ready to start round two of mocking her when a crew member

came up to escort Sophia out.

Sophia stared in shock–Amelia had hit the nail on the head. She hadn’t even taken a sip of

her coffee yet.

“Get your director out here to explain this to me!”

“Really sorry, Sophia, but you’ve got to leave. Like, now!” Mr. Bennett called out between

hurried steps, sounding completely out of breath.

Sophia’s face darkened–this was a public shooing, no doubt about it.

“Mr. Bennett, what the hell does this mean? Guess I don’t need to buy you dinner tonight,

huh?”

Mr. Bennett clenched his jaw, but in the end, he still made her leave. The author of the original

novel had just contacted him, stressing that everything had to remain top secret until the

show aired–and that no unauthorized visitors were allowed on set.

If not, they’d pull the rights entirely. That was enough to freak him out.

The writer had even specifically said, under no circumstances should any of the lead

actress’s rivals be dropping by.

And who could that be if not Sophia?

Dinner with her wouldn’t get him this show done, but he had to finish filming “The Missing

Pen Pal.”

As Sophia was escorted off the set, Zoey watched in disbelief, her gaze slipping toward

Amelia. She was sure Amelia had a hand in this.

But could Amelia really pull something like this off?

Now that Sophia was gone, Amelia couldn’t be bothered with Zoey’s stink–eye. Getting

Damien Taylor to call Mr. Bennett as the original author was just step one–there was still

more to do.

Apathe HOT What do we do?

Anyone who messed with her bestie? That was basically asking to get burned.

She found a quiet spot to sit and pulled out her phone, fingers tapping away.

Claut

Little did she know, Zoey was still watching her from the shadows, like she was just waiting

Sophia’s heart dropped. She snatched the phone out of the assistant’s hand. One look at the

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