Chapter 185
Meeting Marsha’s gaze, Suzanne smiled and gave a slight mod “The script is good. You should take a look.”
Marsha, who had been indifferent just moments ago, suddenly perked up. But she had one nie–no business talk when she was out having fun.
Turning to Herman with a smirk, she blated. “Alright, hand it over and I’ll read it later. But you know me, Mr. Cimn, I don’t do wors, and I definitely don’t cast pretty laces with
It was better to set expectations now than deal with complaints later.
Herman checked and declared, “Zoey is already set for the female lead. Just see if the script sus her. If not, we’ll figure something out.”
Marsha frowned at his words. Normally, she would’ve rejected it outright. But Suzanne had already read it, and Marsha knew better than anyone how sharp her judgment was. Nodding she replied. “I’ll read first
Herman didn’t push further. “Sure.”
Charles, however, was surprised.
Despite not knowing much about the entertainment industry, judging by Herman’s reaction, it was obvious that the script was a big deal.
The way be handed it over to Marsha so casually stunned Charles, Perhaps, Marsha, the shrew, actually had some real talent
The dinner stretched on for another hour, and Marsha drank more than usual as the conversation flowed
Noticing how tipsy she was, Suzanne tugged at her sleeve and whispered, “You should slow down
Something fell off Marsha was always lively, but she never drank this much.
Marsha, ber eves hary from the alcohol, grinned. “Oh, come on. Em just happy! Babe, Thiven’t seen you in forever.”
She leaned in and hugged Suzanne, resting her chin on her arm. “Babe, wanna go home
He glanced at charies, muttering, “Charles, send Ms. Newton home
Charles expression darkened mid–drink. “Why me? You can send her back!”
There was no way he was escorting her. He could already picture them fighting before they even made it halfway. At this point, he had to admit that he and Marsha were simply bom to clash
Herman sighed. “I have to stop by the office later.”
Turning to Herman, Suzanne shook her head. “No need I’ll take her.”
Just then Austin, who had been silent all this time, cast a sharp glance at Charles.
“You’re not going to send her?” he questioned
That one look alone made Charles expression darken even more
“”“This is straight–up bullying I have plans too, you know!”
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Even in bar drunken state, Marsha’s ears were sharp “Do look like I need you to take me home?” she snapped. “If you send me back, you’re not a real man!TM
“You think you he some kind of goddess? Charles shot back through gritted teethi
Domn it. Women were tually loves ham, but Marsh? She was the one exception.
Belone he could argue further, Austin’s icy stare cut through him again. Achill ran down Charles spine. Frustrated, he ran a hand through his hair. “Fine, fine! I’ll take her! You
stamming his drink down, he got up and walked over to Marsha
azanne trosmed, concern flickering across race take her instead. haven’t been drinking
Celestroke mid–step and then quickly words hands. “No, Suzanne, I’ve got this. I might’ve had a drink, but I have a driver.”
The bat thing he wanted was in on Austin’s had gade That would be a death sentence. With a grin, he added, “Don’t worry. I’ll get her home safe and sound.
Suzanne was about to say something when Austin’s calm voice cut in “Let him take her
Shebeutated for a moment before finally turning to chalen “Thanks,” she said.
She trusted him. For all his kaudinouth antics, he was reliable when it counted
Curles Muirked “irmothing”
Then, shifting gears entirely, he bent down help Marsh up and grumbled, “Dan, woman, you need to lose some weight.”
But despite his complaints, he held onto her only
Marsha’s gaze drifted to his ear. Without waning, she reached out and tugged Elling “Hehe, this in tuan,”
