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.

suddenly rang when

was Sylvia

sobered and swiped to answer enthusiastically, "Hello, Miss Andrews. This is

earlier?" Sylvia was amused by his tense tone.

excitement that he would return to be a director again surged

he had been desperate. However, he

Sylvia called him back.

She wasn't a liar!

to see me tomorrow morning." Sylvia sent

still felt dizzy, wondering

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

no longer been the proud director as before. Instead, he was

him, but he still wanted to be a director

early morning, Eden was woken up by his agent. Rubbing his messy hair, he looked at his agent sleepily. "What's your problem? It's

He almost went nuts.

Eden toward the bathroom,

disagreed with letting you film a movie, but your brother wants to introduce you to a director. Do you want this

to let you film a movie. Hurry up

him into the

himself in the mirror before taking a

a minivan slowly pulled up to a house in the lab's

my brother ask me to meet him

agent

with letting Eden film a movie as he didn't think Eden was good at acting. If Eden acted, his

rather let

decent black shirt and jeans

he thought he had

did she ask me to meet her here?" he

the young man

that Sylvia mentioned letting Eden be the leading

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