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."

his face, tidied his clothes,

He looked nice.

beside him, staring

a long time." Brock still remembered how cruel Sylvia could

poor, so they had a well in the yard from where they fetched

a water tank next to the

forget the fear and suffocation he felt

him, "Sober

was almost choked. Of course,

and sat

loser director, to film

sounded naive

even

Davila, you have to get up from wherever you fall. Do you want to end up with such a bad name? Your son is so cute. Do you want to ruin his life?" Brock's

not speak for 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,

that he would

from his computer and made it into a movie before him.

was forced to stop because Roland's film was released before

accused him of

The film cost a lot.

wife divorced him directly, and what made him even angrier was that after the divorce,

script was stolen by his

spent all his money to pay off debts. But there was

So, he drank every

banned from the industry. The once genius

him and

reaction was that

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that I will steal your script and sell

Sylvia said lightly, "Only

"I have the best production team, and I will invite

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