Chapter 105 The Wound’s Gonna Heal
Damian quickly said, “Hey, Victor just wanted to help because someone ordered her around like a servant, even when she was injured. That was just being kind. Why do you think it’s a sordid affair? Projection much?”
The heated argument hyped up the show.
‘This is interesting. Sean and the assistant’s story was the star of the show. Until now. I think a bit more drama spices up everything.’
‘Damian and Nina were on good terms a while ago. What happened? It’s like they’re enemies now!
‘Am I the only one who heard that the production team ordered Quinn around in private? Was it Joan? She’s the only one who’d lord everyone around since she’s on great terms with Mr. Graham. No wonder Nina’s stuck to her like ants to honey.’
‘Oy, that’s conjecture, hater. You’re accusing two of them at once? The Quinn and Graham ship hasn’t sailed yet. Stop being delusional.
The chat room was getting heated as well. Nina looked upset from the scathing remark she got, but Joan chuckled. “Someone apparently hasn’t learned their lesson.”
Damian said nothing. He asked Victor to come to the grill with him. The tea time that day would be done ala picnic. The team had to learn how to grill and juice the fruits. They had to prepare everything on the set.
Abigail was assigned to grill duty, and she had to make the sauce listed on her list. While she was doing her job, Sean came over. He took his suit off and tossed it to Kevin.
Kevin took the suit and grinned like a sly old fox. “Need my help, Mr. Graham?”
Sean rolled his sleeves up and grunted coolly. The audience was still wondering what was going on, but when Sean stood with Abigail and took the skewer away from her, the chatroom exploded.
‘Holy sh*t, holy sh*t, holy sh*t. Ship is real. Where’s my ventilator?‘
‘Lord, is the ship real?‘
‘Someone smack me. Sean is so sexy when he rolls his sleeves up. Can’t believe a guy like him would do chores just for the assistant.’
‘Hey, Kevin’s hot too. Look at his eyes. So sexy.
Sean’s little movement hyped everyone up, and Joan was staring at Abigail as well. Abigail was a little surprised that Sean would push her away from her workstation. A moment later, she quickly said, “I’ll mince the garlic, then.”
“Yeah. Do it right beside me,” said Sean quietly.
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