"No, I don\'t," Mary said. She was scared, shaking her head like a rattle.

"You hear that?" William glanced at Victor defiantly.

Victor squinted his eyes and said nothing.

Mary wondered what was going on. The conflict between the two had escalated to a new level. Should she get involved?

"Victor," Mary hurried to say. "Go and change clothes. I\'ll change later. Hurry up."

As Mary spoke, she gave Victor a knowing wink.

"Mary, you have something in your eye?" William exposed her little trick rudely.

"Ha ha... Well..." Mary stopped trying to defend herself. She looked embarrassed.

"Victor, are we still doing this?" It was the dresser who called out to him.

"Yeah. I\'m coming, I\'m coming," replied Victor. He took a look at William, and slowly released Mary. "I\'ll be back," he said flatly.

"Okay." Mary nodded repeatedly as if she were relieved.

As soon as Victor headed off, William removed his hand from Mary as well. "You are not allowed to come here again."

"Ok." Mary nodded. It was the last day anyway. Besides, the site was far from comfortable. And boring. She preferred the office.

"Oh, my God!" The director came back after he finished his work. "Mr. Lan, you don\'t know how beautiful Mary looks on camera."

"Oh? Really?" Looking at Mary, William wore a faint smile.

"Oh yeah." The director seemed to be unaware of what was going on between them, and continued to praise Mary. "There are professional actresses who aren\'t that photogenic. The camera—"

"Can I have a look?" asked William.

"No problem," the director said

wn around outside, Mary still didn\'t care.

\'Are all businessmen like this? Is it fun to play tricks like this? A surprise. Was it just to fool everyone? William, you are such an asshole.\'

"Du, du, du..."

The phone in his pocket rang. William took it out impatiently and said angrily, "Hello? Who is this?"

"William?"

"Frank?" Hearing that, William frowned, trying to calm down, and asked, "What\'s wrong?"

"I want out. Now."

"What\'s wrong? What happened?" Hearing Frank\'s words, William frowned.

"Get me out of here! I hate it here! Can you come pick me up?" Frank was very emotional, and that was obvious over the phone.

"Okay," said William calmly. "Calm down. Tell me what happened."

There was no response from the other end of the line for a long time.

"Frank, are you still there? Frank?"

"I slept with Nancy."

Oh my God! William\'s hand holding the phone tightened all of a sudden. Sleeping with a woman would hurt Frank more than death!

"Are you at home? I\'m coming over," said William firmly.

"Okay."

As soon as Mary got up and opened the door, she saw that William had grabbed his coat and rushed out. Mary heaved a sigh of relief. But at the same time, she also felt sad.

William must have someone other than her. It was late at night, and he had just gotten here. Now he was in a hurry to leave. It was pretty clear what was going on, right?

Standing by the window, Mary saw William from a distance. William whipped the car door open and drove away at top speed. He couldn\'t pretend to be worried. He was really worried.