Brock was confused as he hadn't drunk the liquor.

Right then, his son returned home from school. Seeing him holding a bottle of liquor, the boy snapped stubbornly, "Drink again. I'll run away from home."

Brock glared at him. "Did you empty my liquor?"

"Humph! I'll empty your bottles if you dare to drink it again.” The boy put down his schoolbag and started to work on his homework.

He had recently become aggressive toward his father, especially for the drinking matter.

Brock couldn't do anything but put down the bottle. His son restrained him strictly nowadays.

Noticing his reaction, the boy curled his lips into a smile while writing his homework.

The method that the pretty lady taught him last time worked well. Recently, his father had been studying a playscript, and the boy was delighted.

He would never want to live with a drunkard anymore, although Brock was his father.

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Feeling exhausted, she got off the bed to wash her face.

The night breeze blew into the room. The air was filled with peace and silence.

Sylvia turned on her phone and saw two incoming calls from an unknown number.

Frowning, she gazed at the number for a while but couldn't figure out who the caller was.

However, she dialed the number to call back.

"Hello?"

Brock was sleepy, with no TV set or computer in his shabby apartment. When he felt bored, he wanted to sleep.

rang when

was

sobered and swiped to answer enthusiastically, "Hello, Miss

did you call me earlier?" Sylvia was amused by his tense

excitement that he would return to be a director again surged in

been desperate. However, he had a

Sylvia called him back.

She wasn't a liar!

to see me tomorrow morning." Sylvia sent the lab's

Brock still felt dizzy, wondering if he

movie upon an excellent playscript for real. Although he didn't like the crew, he believed he could

the proud director as before. Instead,

life in the past few years had tortured him, but he still wanted to be a director

looked at his agent sleepily. "What's your problem? It's so early now. I didn't finish recording the

He almost went nuts.

thirties. Pushing Eden toward the bathroom, he prompted,

film a movie, but your brother wants to introduce you to a director. Do you

to let you film

pushed him into the bathroom and closed

himself in the mirror

house in the lab's yard. Eden yawned and got

brother ask me to meet him

His agent dragged him toward the

as he didn't think Eden was good at acting. If Eden acted,

let

on his most decent black

he had gone to

is so weird. Why did she ask me

entering the yard, Brock saw the young man hopping down a

the

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