Chapter 478

Chapter 478

Olivia waited for a long time after sending the message, but Eugene didn’t respond. She glanced at the

time and guessed that he was busy, so she didn’t mind his lack of response. She then went out and

asked which scene to film next. To her surprise, she heard Summer’s assistant when passing by

Summer’s room.

“Miss Summer, please calm down.”

She then heard Summer's enraged voice saying, “Get out!”

Accompanied by the sound of glass shattering, the assistant’s scream could be heard. “Ah—Miss

Summer!”

Then, Summer roared unreasonably, “I asked you to leave; didn't you hear me?”

At this time, the door of Summer’s lounge was opened and the young assistant came out, her head in

her hands. She glanced at Olivia and hurried away with her head lowered. Feeling suspicious, Olivia

asked out of the professional instinct of a doctor, “Did you hurt your head?”

The young assistant shook her head. “I’m fine.”

Olivia looked at the young assistant who was walking away, feeling that something was off. Why did it

feel like she was avoiding her?

When Sean saw this, he walked over and said, “This young assistant is very pitiful. She has been

scolded almost every day on set for the past few days!”

Shocked, Olivia asked in disbelief, “Why?”

Sean turned to Summer’s room and pursed his lips. “That woman has a bad temper.”

It suddenly dawned on Olivia. It was understandable that she had to obey the orders of her employer,

but Summer had crossed the line by hurting her!

“Sylvia! Sylvia!” Summer's shout could be heard coming from the lounge.

Olivia thought that she might be calling the young assistant, but the latter was already long gone.

Summer then opened the door abruptly and shouted, “Sylvia—”

There was a rush of footsteps in the distance as well as the voice of the young assistant just now. “I’m

coming, Miss Summer!”

“Where did you f*cking go?”

“I went to get the first aid kit to apply some ointment.”

Pursing her lips, Summer glanced at the young assistant’s head and said, “You weren’t that seriously

injured. People might think that you’re being a drama queen!”

The young assistant lowered her head and dared not to refute her. “Miss Summer, why were you

looking for me?”

“I want to drink milk tea.”

The young assistant nodded and replied, “Okay, Miss Summer. I’ll go after I tend to my wounds.”

Summer’s gaze sharpened. “You want me to wait? Do you really think that stupid head of yours is more

important than me? Can’t you tend to it after you come back?”

The young assistant answered again, “Okay.” With that, she turned around to leave but Olivia grabbed

her wrist and said to Summer, “Did you not see that she is injured? It won’t take her too much time to

apply some ointment on her wounds. Is drinking milk tea that urgent of a matter?”

Displeased, Summer looked Olivia from head to toe. “I’m instructing my assistant. What does that have

to do with you?”

The young assistant was so scared that Olivia would make Summer even more angry by speaking up

for her. Thus, she hurriedly said, “Miss Maxwell, I’m fine. Let me go. I’ll go buy milk tea!”

Olivia frowned. Although she knew that this matter really had nothing to do with her, she still couldn't

help but want to interfere. Thus, she did not let go of the assistant. Her gaze, which was directed

toward Summer, turned cold. “She is your assistant but she is also a human being and in the eyes of

her parents, she is also a beloved treasure. She takes care of you every day and follows you around

wherever you go, so can’t you be a little kinder to her?”

Summer sneered, “I treat her well. Have you ever seen me mistreating her?”

Olivia pointed to the swollen bump on the young assistant’s head and said, “Then how did she get this

injury? Did she hit herself with a glass?”

Summer was embarrassed by Olivia’s scolding, but she confidently countered, “She is my assistant

and I’m the one who is paying her. How I treat her is none of your business. If you have too much time

on your hands, you can go scratch the bottom of the wall or fill up some mouse holes, or count ants!

Stop poking your nose into my business!”