The look in his eyes brought to mind the bathroom encounter from a few days ago, and Cecilia felt her cheeks burn up.

Her voice quivered a bit as she said, "I'm going downstairs to speak with Simon, I'll be back shortly. If you require anything, just ring for the nurse."

Mark offered a gentle smile.

Simon preferred to avoid facing such a formidable presence.

Given the choice, he'd rather converse with Cecilia.

They went to the coffee shop downstairs.

The waiter delivered two steaming cups of coffee, and Cecilia expressed her gratitude before nudging one toward Simon.

Simon took a hearty sip.

He felt considerably refreshed. After some hesitation, he began, "Cecilia, I didn't intend to oppose you."

Cecilia regarded him in silence.

She paused for a bit and then said softly, "I've already informed you that I can cover the studio rent myself, as well as any other losses incurred. I've completed two-thirds of this film, and all I asked was a few days off to take care of someone very important to me in the hospital, but you've never given me a chance."

Simon was taken aback.

Cecilia offered a serene smile and remarked, “Regarding Mr. Evans‘ withdrawal and the I believe it's his as an backlash, right investor. It doesn't directly concern me. If you wish to discuss it, you should approach him."

Simon grasped the situation.

It appeared that Cecilia was no pushover at all!

Being a member of the Fowler family, Cecilia shared the challenging disposition characteristic of the Fowler clan.

Simon wiped his brow with a tissue and finally divulged, “Another investor enlisted an art school student to act in the play. Otherwise, they wouldn't invest the forty million dollars the promised."

Cecilia's grin widened.

“Ah, I understand now."

Simon resorted to playing the sympathy card.