Chapter 932 Self Criticism (2)

The director was amused by her words.

"You are not capable enough to play this role, and you even learned to blame our crew instead? Debbie, you are really a talent. "

In the end, he didn't forget to falsely accuse his critic.

Debbie sneered, "I won't play this role anymore. You can find whoever you like!"

After saying that, Debbie turned around and left, which made the director laugh instead of getting angry. Allan was dragged out by Debbie who grabbed his arm.

After the two left, the director stubbed out the cigarette and locked the door. Then he smiled at the quilt and asked, "Are you satisfied with the current situation?"

Wearing a slip dress, Hilary popped her head out of the quilt, squinted her eyes and smiled innocently. "Very satisfied. I've got rid of a malignant tumor for you. I don't know if I have any rewards?"

She was disheveled, and there was an incomparably pure smile on her clean face, as if someone else who had pushed Debbie away.

Seeing her like this, the director was even more unable to control his emotions. He rushed over, grabbed her and put her somewhere. "Of course, I have a reward for you!"

"Director... You are so annoying. " Hilary said with a smile, trying to hold back her disgust, which brought the atmosphere to a climax.

On the other side, the two of them walked out of the room in low spirits and went straight to the disposal room to take out all their belongings. Debbie sneered.

The smile on her face was so weird that Allan couldn't help trembling. "Debbie, don't be sad. The director was blinded by shit and couldn't see people clearly! I don't think many people in this crew are better at acting than you, except for Mr. Baron. "

"Haven't you noticed that? It's not that I'm not good at acting. It's just that I haven't learned how to climb up the bed." She was not blind. She could tell who the woman in the director's bed was, but she didn't expose it.

Somehow, she felt like she was a kind person.

Allan also knew that there was a pe

'm fine."

What the two of them were going to talk about next was just a common topic, but it made Debbie feel like she was in an ice house. She smiled bitterly, turned around and left.

Maybe it was not the right time for her to come.

She threw the lily flowers into the trash can.

As soon as Allan finished his cigarette, he received a call from Debbie. He said in disbelief, "How soon!"

The woman with a pale face still smiled and said, "I'm afraid that you'll wait for me anxiously."

Well, how could she worry about such a thing? Allan didn't believe her, but since she had come down, he couldn't drive her up and let the two cultivate their relationship.

But after getting in the car, he kept looking at Debbie's face from time to time. She was still as calm as she was when she went upstairs. It was abnormal for her to be so calm.

Allan still felt something strange. "Have you seen the person you want to see?"

"Yes." She saw from the small window on the door that he was talking and laughing with Valeria, which made her lose the courage to knock on the door and enter. She tried her best to manage a lot of things, but she couldn't convince herself.

Such a coward and incompetent woman like her made her unable to sympathize with herself, and even felt disgusted. She was too useless. Her man deserves to be robbed!