Chapter 31 She Puts Her Life On the Line “You okay?” Kisa did not dare move a muscle, waiting for Howard to blow the dirt out of her eyes. At this moment, she felt the searing eyes around her. She could not help but give Howard a push. “It is all right. If you can‘t get it out, forget it.”
“Don‘t move. It will be over soon,” Howard said, reaching down and gently touching her eyelid. “You see, that is what is stuck to your eye. No wonder you just had a red eye.” Kisa felt embarrassed. Her eyes reddened just now because she had a lump in her throat when she recalled the past. But he did have a lint stuck to his finger. So Kisa smiled politely and thanked him. As she was backing away, she was shocked to see Gilbert standing in front of her with a grave face. After secretly calming herself down, she continued to eat the chicken thigh in her lunchbox with her head lowered, pretending not to see him. She thought he would not find trouble with her in public. Indeed, the man said nothing. He just called the director over.
“Mr. Kooper, what can I do for you?” Gilbert glanced coldly at Howard and spoke slowly, “Replace this male artist.” “Huh?” The director was startled for a moment.
Kisa also stood up in shock, and because she was in such a hurry, her vision went dark, and she almost fell down again. Fortunately, Howard hurriedly held her up.
Gilbert snorted and stared at her pale face with mockery. ‘This woman will pretend in front of every man she meets.‘
Kisa could not care less about the dizziness. She was anxious. At first, she thought Gilbert would only find trouble with her, never expecting that it would implicate Howard. Howard had helped her several times. Even if he had not, she could not just let him lose their job for no reason because of her. She gritted her teeth and stared at Gilbert with hatred, suspecting that he was doing this on purpose to make her feel guilty.
The director looked at Gilbert with a confused face. “Mr. Kooper, why do you want to replace him for no reason?”
“As a male artist, he doesn‘t keep his virtue and openly makes out with his female assistant. If this gets out, won‘t it affect the reputation of this drama?”
Gilbert said seriously, and the director did not dare to refute but looked in a predicament. “It has been half a month into the shooting. Where should I go to find a replacement actor?” “That is your business,” Gilbert said coldly and left.
Kisa looked at Howard with worried eyes, but he gave her a reassuring smile. “It is okay. It is just a role.”
The more he reassured her, the more guilt she felt. With no hesitation, she ran after Gilbert in the direction he had left, her frailty causing her to fall to the ground several times in her haste. “Gilbert. Gilbert.” Kisa could not care less about the hand that hurt from the fall. She hurriedly got up to continue the chase. She finally reached the parking lot, where she saw Gilbert in his car. With
“no time to catch her breath, she stumbled over and rapped on the car window. “Gilbert, listen to me. You can’t replace Howard. What‘s the point of lashing out at others when you have a grievance against me?” “Drive.” Gilbert did not even look at Kisa as he ordered Davian with his eyes closed. Davian was a little hesitant. “Mr. Kooper, why don‘t you talk to Mrs. Kooper first?” Gilbert frowned. “What Mrs. Kooper? Drive.”
“Erm…” “Drive.” Sensing his boss‘s anger, Davian hurriedly started the car. Just then, Kisa came to the front of the car and stood in the way. She spread her hands, adamant about stopping Gilbert from leaving Davian was startled and hurriedly braked, then looked back at Gilbert in a dilemma. “Mr. Kooper, Mrs.– Miss Becker seems to be looking for you for something urgent. Why don‘t you talk to her properly?” Gilbert slowly opened his eyes, a pair of grim eyes staring at the woman blocking the front of the car. ‘She really puts her life on the line for that pretty boy. Heh, I‘d like to see how far she can go for that man.‘