“The director said it all up to him.” The cameraman prompted, “Hurry up. Fix your makeup. This scene has to be finished by nine o'clock.” Georgia was too annoyed to utter a word, wondering if Spencer had done it purposely, as he disliked her.

The netizens had even talked about Spencer and her online.

Outside the dressing room, the director stood on the decorated wedding set while instructing the staff. “The balloon’s color doesn't fit. Get a light color.”

"Move away this green plant.”

“Push all the audience's seats to the right. The aisle is too narrow. Following his orders, the staff was bustle and hustle.

Wearing a white suit, Spencer was standing in a corner, which was a blind zone for the camera. He was speaking on the phone.

The person on the other end of the line told him, “Spencer, the studio has been empty for four days.”

It meant Jennifer hadn't been to the studio those days. Spencer wondered how severe her injury was and why Ivan didn't take her to a doctor.

He was worried but could do nothing. All he could do was work absentmindedly.

Noon.

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