The autumn wind had a chill, lifting the hem of Phoebe''s dress. Her clothes fluttered, making her look a bit frail in the autumn scenery.


    Hank said, "Mr. Reynolds is the financier. This is our crew''s fault, and we won''t dodge responsibility. But filming has started, and dys cost money, so forget the equipment andbor. The actors have tight schedules." Phoebe nodded.


    Hank, unsure of her reaction, said awkwardly, "Ms. Ziegler, honestly, Miss Fitzroy isn''t fit for filming. She hasn''t nailed a single scene in the past two weeks, and the other actors areining."


    "Mr. ck, the first movie I ever watched, was directed by you. I grew up on your films and respected you greatly," Phoebe suddenly interrupted, using a respectful tone.


    Hank pressed his lips together, realizing Phoebe''s sudden coldness was due to his earlierments.@@novelbin@@


    Phoebe looked Hank straight in the eye and said, "I''ve heard you can turn a nobody into a star, Mr. ck. We sent Miss Fitzroy to you, hoping you''d make her popr. Are you saying you can''t?" For the first time, Hank felt intimidated by Phoebe''s gaze. He said, "That''s not what I meant. I just..."


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