The Silent Wife

Chapter 192

“Look out!” Rachel stopped her assistant from falling. If it weren’t for her, the assistant would have crashed into the lighting prop, and that’d be disastrous. “Are you alright?”

Her assistant paled from the shock. “Thank you, Chris.”

The one who shoved her assistant was a harsh-looking young lady. “Serves you right.” Then, she picked the chair and left.

Rachel didn’t want to get into any arguments, but she wouldn’t let her assistant get pushed around like that. “Hold it right there!”

The harsh lady frowned. “What do you want?”

“Apologize.”

“What did you say?” The harsh lady couldn’t believe what she was hearing. “Why should I? She tried to take Miss Amber’s stuff. If anyone should be apologizing, it’s her!”

“First of all, I don’t see Amber’s name anywhere on the chair. And I don’t think you brought it yourself.”

“But…” The harsh lady gritted her teeth. “But Miss Amber has been using this chair all this time. Are you a newbie? Don’t you know the rules around here, old lady? Do you know who Miss Amber is? She’s the most popular doctor on the show.”

Rachel ignored her. “And secondly, even if this is her chair, that doesn’t mean you can push anyone however you want. You’re lucky she’s alright, but if she’s not, there’ll be hell to pay,” she said coldly.

“That’s just unreasonable!” The harsh lady glared at Rachel. “I’m not arguing with you. Miss Amber is waiting for me.”

“Take one more step and I’m suing you for battery.”

The harsh lady was finally looking scared.

booth over. Rachel, ever since you can talk, you’ve been quite aggressive. And now you’re targeting a

Amber the b*tch. She was a guest the channel invited, so she had to come for a shoot every week for her

to talk about the mass

a surprise, huh? But then, she miraculously started talking after twenty years of being a mute. If it were me, I’d talk about your experience instead of the new meds. After all,

crowd was buzzing

my experience, but that’s for another day.

nonchalantly, “Just that? Sophie,

she said reluctantly, “I’m sorry. Happy?” She glared at

sorry. Can we go now?” Amber asked, then she

thinking that this was the end of it, but Rachel suddenly said, “Amber, you don’t

“I’m sorry?”

have

think you can say that?” Amber scoffed. “You’re just Burton Pharm’s sales director. Justin might have let you handle

minute.” Rachel called someone right there and then. “David, I’ve thought

Amber’s face fell.

and smirked. “You should know. There aren’t many Davids

could form her thoughts, a production assistant came over from the next booth. “I’m sorry, Dr. Hudson,

do you mean you can’t record the

Your show is canceled. This week is the last episode. There will

you do this? We’ve prepared

sum as soon

“Why you…”

her. “Don’t trouble them. It’s just normal for the studio. We aren’t