“Thank you." To Ariana's surprise, Selene had thought ahead and provided her with a new outfit. Ariana didn't have to wear the costume provided by the crew now. This saved Ariana the trouble of having to change back at the hotel, as she could wear the new clothes for the rest of the day.

Meadow served her a cup of ginger tea before stepping out to wait for her.

Ariana made sure the door was closed before turning around to change into her new clothes.

She had to dry her wet hair quickly to avoid catching a cold, so she turned on the hairdryer. Ariana was blow-drying her hair and the noise was quite loud. Because of this, she didn't hear a small sound of someone taking out the key and opening the door a little bit.

Meadow was about to leave when she heard the hairdryer stop. At that moment, Francis’ phone call echoed through the corridor, indicating that he was on his way over.

Meadow hurriedly went in the opposite direction.

Francis rushed to the lounge door, frustrated and impatient. He didn't know why Selene needed to see him here, but he had to oblige her. Selene was the crew's cash cow, after all.

When he found the door open, he pushed it in without much thought. But he was taken aback by the sight of a bare, creamy back.

Ariana was startled by the noise and quickly covered herself with a blanket. She was scared when she saw someone at the door and yelled, "Go away!"

"I'm sorry. I didn't know you were here. Miss Cicio asked me to talk about the script here," Francis apologized, but his lecherous gaze lingered on Ariana.

Over the years, he had always enjoyed toying with young women who wanted to become famous. The moment he saw Ariana, he was struck by her stunning appearance. He had regretted that she wasn't an actress. If she were, he had plenty of ways to make her succumb to him. But since she was an agent, it would be much more difficult.

She had been wearing loose clothes on set the past two days, hiding her perfect figure. Now, Francis was surprised to see how attractive she looked. Francis felt a sudden rush of desire after looking at Ariana's bare back.

Ariana tried to control her anger and told Francis, who had entered the room, "You got the wrong room. Selene is not here. Please leave."

"It doesn't matter Selene is not here. I can also discuss some script problems with you. Since you are Tyler's agent, it is okay for me to talk to you." Francis' smile caused his eyes to squint and his teeth, yellow from smoking, were visible. Despite the distance between them, Ariana could still smell his unpleasant odor.

"If you're not leaving, I'm afraid I'll have to call someone. There's just nothing left to discuss." Ariana saw through Francis’ thoughts and scolded him sharply while taking a few steps back.

Francis paused, stroked his beard, and examined Ariana from head to toe.

“Honestly, with a face as lovely as yours, you should be a model or an artist. Have you ever thought about pursuing a different career? And I can provide you with the necessary assistance."

“No, thank you!"

Ariana gazed at him cautiously, feeling her hands grow damp with perspiration.

Struggling to maintain her composure, she discreetly searched for an object to serve as her shield.