Book TRK
Chapter 29
Chapter 29
Chapter 29 Daring Not to Provoke
Elena suddenly dared not to move. She sat on the ground, sobbing uncontrollably.
Sean scowled at Elena’s grip on his trouser leg and the fingers resting somewhat hard on Claire’s shoulder.
“A woman with bad behavior is unfit for the entertainment industry. Victor, give the order to blacklist her across the entire industry!”
The entire crew was stunned. Is Elena being blacklisted throughout the industry?
Mr. Sean was very exceptional. He performed an incredible move without hesitating.
Elena’s options were effectively closed.
Their bodies shivered, and their eyes glowed with horror when they stared at Claire. This woman wasn’t frightening, but she had a man who would cause hell for her. No one dared provoke her.
Elena sagged down on the ground. Her once lively eyes had dimmed, her face had turned ashen, and she resembled a pile of mud.
Sean was unconcerned about their shocked expressions. He looked at Claire’s wet coat, his brows furrowing tightly. “You were already running a fever, and now your clothes are wet. Are you a child?”
Claire pouted. “What’s the big deal? I’m not cold.”
“Looks like you don’t know how to care for yourself.”
His hand on her shoulder still hadn’t moved. At this point, his long fingers directly clamped down on her shoulder. His firm grip left no opportunity for refusal. “Come home with me. You can return to the set
after you’ve
recovered.”
Home …
Oh …
The crew strained their eyes as they smiled, but no one dared to laugh aloud. They stifled their laughter, turned to the side, and chuckled.
“Go… go home with you?” Claire’s tongue became tangled. “No, I don’t want to. We still have to film tomorrow…”
At that time, Mr. Smith hurriedly said, “Ms. Lawrence, you can go. The leading actress has been replaced. We can’t continue filming on the set. We’ll have to wait till I find a new main actress to start filming again. It’ll probably take at least three or four days. Don’t worry.”
Claire was on the edge of breaking down. How could Mr. Smith be this way?
She had the sense that she was being sold.
Now, she put her faith in Julia. “Then … then that’s not an option either. Julia was injured. I need to go back and take care of her.”
Julia raised her injured hand right away. “I’m fine, Claire. I’m completely
fine. Look….”
She squeezed her hand before Claire, smiling as she endured the pain.
Claire was frustrated.
How could she not have a reliable person at this moment?
Although Sean was a gentleman, she couldn’t just go to his place. If they were alone, he might lose control, and things could get out of hand.
Even if nothing happened, the crew would assume something had happened between her and Sean based on their current expressions.
She turned her head, her gaze fixed on Sean. “Can … can I not go?”
Sean lowered his head and raised his eyebrow. “Claire, do you think I have a hidden agenda toward you?”!
Claire, “…
He was so straightforward, which made her seem petty.
Mr. Smith nodded and smiled. “Ms. Lawrence, go ahead. Don’t worry about the Belongs to (N)ôvel/Drama.Org.
shoot.”
Julia placed her injured hand behind her back and smiled. “Exactly, Claire. Mr. Vanderbilt is a kind- hearted person. He takes better care of you than I
do.”
What else could Claire possibly say?
All her allies had turned against her, and she was now nearly in sync with
Sean.
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Sean took Claire’s hand off her shoulder like a gentleman. “Let’s go.”
Simon observed their leaving figures, his eyes tightening into a smile
beneath his glasses.
This cold-hearted elderly bachelor has fallen in love!
He was even leading the young girl home with enthusiasm.
Look at how elegant and respectful he was, probably ready to devour the girl when she entered his home.
Heh…
Simon chuckled softly, and his hands went inside the pants pocket. Not a bad
move at all.
Inside the car.
Sean leaned back against the seat, and his deep eyes glanced at Claire. Her cheeks were rosy, and even her little nose was tinged with pink. He turned around and grabbed a tiny coffee-colored blanket.
“Take off your coat and wrap this around you.”
Claire nodded and obediently took off her suit jacket. Then, Sean gently draped the small blanket over her shoulders.
Because she had a cold, she didn’t open the car windows and even turned off the air conditioner. The summer heat was affecting the entire cabin.
However, she was still a little chilly.
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Claire clung to the blanket’s edge and stole a glimpse at Sean. He sat there earnestly without a hint of evil thoughts once he finished covering her. He didn’t even let their shoulders or legs come into contact.
This gentleman, this honest man, made her fully let down her guard against
him.
Claire coughed quietly and then shifted slightly towards Sean. She expanded the gap between them by just a little, and her heart began to beat furiously
Had he taken notice?
Would he consider her immoral if he knew she was intentionally leaning on
him, just like Elena? Was she considered a loose woman?
She cast another guilt-ridden glance at him, detecting no change in his demeanor. Her heart rate gradually normalized.
“Sir.” She addressed him quietly.
Sean’s gaze remained fixed as he softly muttered, “Hmm.”
Claire got some confidence, and she scooted closer to Sean. Then, she clutched the blanket tightly as she said, “I think you punished Elena too
hard.”
Sean’s delicate lips curled nearly unnoticed. “Are you sure? You still feel sorry for her after she stabbed you with a silver needle?”
“She didn’t benefit from it either,” Claire said as she stepped closer to
CLOSE
him, their arms barely a few centimeters apart. “I twisted her hand so I
didn’t lose out.”
“Heh…” The man’s quiet giggle was tinged with enjoyment and mocking. “V
it comes to me, you’re not afraid to say whatever you want.”
“Of course!” Claire pulled her shoulder closely against his shoulder this tin Both her hands gripped his arm to keep warm, and she leaned close to his as if whispering a secret. “I know you feel bad about Xander’s situation,
Sir.”
Sean turned his head to gaze at her. His lips pressed into a straight line.
So, the girl thought he had done all this, only out of guilt…
What kind of logic was this?
He was dying to hit her little head and see what was inside. Could the par of her brain responsible for emotional intelligence have not yet fully
developed?
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