Chapter 242 Old Wounds
- Patrick watched her disappear into the studio. Nearby, his agent frowned.
- “Peter, your fee hasn’t been finalized, the schedule isn’t locked, and the director just asked you to inspect the set. How can you decide now?”
- Patrick didn’t respond. He slipped on his sunglasses, hiding those captivating peach-blossom eyes, and said flatly, “I’m in. My schedule works. Anything that conflicts—I’ll cancel.”