When she was about to grab a taxi, a Bentley came out of the garage. The windows lowered. Franklin smiled. "A good husband must be a good driver too. Get in the car."

Sylvia was speechless. She wanted to say that she didn't care if he was a good driver because they'd gotten divorced.

Sylvia, who had always been sharp-tongued, said nothing this time. She was going to meet someone.

Arriving at the destination, Franklin looked around and frowned. "What are you doing here?"

It was a shabby neighborhood. Some buildings seemed to be falling apart.

The air was smelly.

It was a disgusting place to stay in.

"To find someone." Sylvia got out of the car and said curtly, “Thank you, go back."

In a broken room, a man in his thirties was drinking.

With a messy beard, he looked depressed.

Beside him squatted an eight-year-old boy. Seeing that the man was drinking unhappily, the boy couldn't help crying. He shouted, "Dad, stop drinking."

He knew his dad had been in very bad health lately. But they had no money to go to the hospital.

The man spent all the money he earned on alcohol.

He didn't care about his health at all.

“Leave me alone.” The man shook the little boy away.

The boy was so young that he fell on the ground.

Suddenly, a woman's cold voice sounded at the door, "Brock Davila." Brock slowly opened his drunken eyes, looked at the beautiful woman at the door, and said gloomily, "Who are you?"

“I'm your savior."

face, tidied his clothes, and went

He looked nice.

little boy also sat obediently beside him, staring at

long time." Brock still remembered

poor, so they had a well in the yard

tank next to the

and suffocation he felt when

him,

was almost choked. Of course,

now he obediently cleaned himself and sat there, listening

a loser director, to film for

sounded naive

refused without even

Davila, you have to get up from wherever you fall. Do you want to end up with such a

long time. He used to be the top student in the directing department of the drama school. When he just graduated, he wrote a script and made a movie out of it, which made

think that he would be accused

good friend, stole the script from his computer and made it into a movie before him. His film was also being filmed at

forced to stop because Roland's film was released

accused him

investor withdrew the investment. The film cost a lot. The investor sued him

even angrier was that after the divorce, his

script was stolen

his money to pay off debts. But there was still a

was devastated. So, he drank every day

he was banned from the industry. The once genius director

would find him and invite him to make a

reaction was that this

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you afraid that I will steal your script and

if you want to sell it, no one would buy.” Sylvia said lightly, "Only you and Roland knew the truth of what happened back then. Don't you want

and looked at him with clear eyes. "I have the best production team, and I will invite

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