Chapter 77
With Yasmin feeling completely mortified by what had happened, she covered her mouth as she quickly fled the scene. However, she unexpectedly ran into a middle–aged man who was walking in her direction.
“Ouch!”
As for the middle–aged man, he was holding a lot of stuff in his hands when he was bumped into. As a result, all the documents he carried were strewn across the floor.
“Ugh! Get out of my way!” After scolding the middle–aged man, Yasmin continued running forward, her face grim, and her hand still covering
her mouth.
“Stop right there! You bumped into someone, the least you could do is apologize before running away.”
Although the middle–aged man was seething with anger, his focus on retrieving the documents scattered across the floor gave Yasmin the opening she needed to flee
When she witnessed the scene from afar, Yvette strode over on her long, slender legs. She crouched down and started helping him collect the strewn about documents.
“Thanks for the help.” As the middle–aged man looked up to express his gratitude, his gaze revealed a hint of amazement as he took in
Yvette’s face.
“No worries.
After placing the compiled documents before him, Yvette promptly took her leave.
When he finally snapped out of it, Yvette was long gone. At that moment, he slapped his forehead in frustration, cursing himself for not having stopped her earlier.
“I’m terribly sorry for being late, Mr. Franklin! I got caught in horrendous traffic earlier!” Dominic’s assistant, Layla Jensen, exclaimed as she hurried toward him, her face etched with remorse.
Who would have thought that this unassuming middle–aged man was Dominic Franklin, the world–renowned director who had created countless masterpieces?
“Why don’t we head to the Music Department and pick out some talent–”
Before Layla could finish her sentence, Dominic cut her off decisively and said, “I’ve already found the perfect person for the role, so there’s no need to look any further!”
“Very well, Mr. Franklin. Who is the person you have in mind? I’ll get in touch with them immediately.”
“She’s..
When Layla spoke, Dominic’s face was lined with distress. After all, all of his attention was on Yvette’s face earlier, and he had only taken a quick glance at her student ID. As he tried to recall the name on it, all he could remember was her last name, “Murray“.
“She’s a stunningly beautiful woman, but all I know is that her last name is “Murray“.”
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