Debbie said a lot, but Allan didn't say a word. He knew clearly that she just wanted to vent her emotions. She just wanted to have an audience. As for whether to speak or not, she didn't have the requirement.
He drove very carefully, so although Debbie had told him about her gossip all the way, he only knew it a little.
What a pity!
As soon as she arrived at the crew, she began to enter the dressing room to change her clothes. She happened to see Hilary, who had already been doing makeup. Hilary's face was a little pale and she was covering her neck with a concealer.
Debbie glanced at her indifferently, but she couldn't take her eyes off her. In a hurry, she took the concealer to cover it, as if it was a mark.
There was no mosquito in this season now, and even if there was, it could not cause such a big mark. Debbie's face suddenly became subtle.
Yesterday, she got in Baron's car, but the sudden arrival of Baron's mother seemed to disturb their good relationship.
She stared at Hilary's back with her burning eyes. When she turned her head, she saw Debbie who hadn't taken her gaze back. She sneered, "Some people are really leisurely. They don't need to do anything to stay here. I really don't know how they get in through the back door."
As if to cooperate with her, the make-up artist that was specially brought here smiled and said, "Miss Hilary, your schedule is so full. You really need to have a good rest."
Hilary snorted proudly as a response.
Being scolded by Hilary, Debbie still felt shameless and walked to her seat. Then the assistant began to take clothes for her.
"Look at you, you are just like a steamed bun. You can only be bullied."
"You are so capable. Go and take revenge for me. I can't be more grateful."
"Hey, why are you so shameless?"
"I've been influenced by your words, haven't I?"
When Debbie and Allan were arguing, Hilary had finished her makeup. Looking at the two shamel
deliberately punishing me, aren't you?"
"Oh, you found it."
"……"
When the woman was about to show her fist, Allan ran away. Only Debbie could do nothing but sigh helplessly. When could he be as mature as her?
The man sneezed a few times. When he was about to go to the rear service, his phone suddenly received a message. He took out his phone and looked at it. His face changed.
Hilary was blocked behind a door by the director. His obscene eyes lingered on her body. She had a delicate face and an extraordinary peace, but it was not like this when she was in bed.
Through the door, the footsteps of the staff could be heard. As long as they were on guard, they would be disturbed.
It was really exciting to think about it.
The director was not an honest person. He put his rough hands around Hilary's waist. She was dressed in a costume, which made her more elegant. The visual impact and the touch of his hands made him excited. "Why do you want me to come here?"
Enduring the disgust, Hilary put her hand on the director's hand to stop him from going up. With a bright smile, she said, "You said you would avenge me yesterday. Why do you turn against me today? Don't you see the arrogant look of the woman in the dressing room? She thinks she is amazing with a backstage. "