Chapter 805

He always showed great discernment in his choice of people, and Mark was indeed very capable.

Mark said with a serious look, "Mr. Skye, I've got some information. Miss Joye will have dinner with Director Shaprio at the restaurant opposite her company tonight. The dinner will start at 6 o'clock."

Anson looked away slowly and looked at Mark, "Which Director Shaprio?"

Mark said, "Mr. Skye, Director Shaprio of SB Company."

Anson picked up his phone and searched on the information about Director Shaprio.

After reading several pieces of news in a row, he frowned.

He looked up at Mark and said, "Mark, go there and have a look in person. Confirm their table and then order a secluded table for me. Along as I can see them."

Mark nodded and said seriously, "Mr. Skye, I happen to know the general manager of their company. I'll confirm it right now."

"Mm! Call me directly after that. You don't have to come to pick me up and you can go off work directly." Anson said.

Mark suddenly looked at him with some worry.

"But Mr. Skye, it's not convenient for you to walk on your own."

Anson smiled faintly, "It's okay. I'll bring the driver with me."

Mark shook his head, "Mr. Skye, I have to make sure that you can go home safely. I take double salaries, so I must do my best. I'll wait for you there."

After finishing his words, Mark turned around and left.

Anson smiled and continued to read the information about Director Shaprio with his head down.

Director Shaprio shot a science fiction film which had a box-office success last year, but he didn't have any good works in the following one year.

He was a playboy and liked to sexually harass actresses. Some actresses who had just debuted refused him and went against him openly, but this required a lot of courage.

Anson knew how dirty this circle was.

Abby had set up her own studio. She had been looking for directors to cooperate with, and she had to develop some news actors, so she had many difficulties in her work.

He looked up and looked out of the window. They didn't contact each other in the past few days.

She didn't go to his house anymore. They disappeared from each other's life as if they had never met.

But his love for her increased day and night, and he was thinking about her all the time.

After Anson returned to his desk, he packed up her belongings and asked the driver to push him out.

In the high- end restaurant, the hall was luxurious and big, and the crystal chandeliers on the ceiling was marvellous, reflecting dreamlike and colorful lights.

The light music made people relaxed.

Anson had arrived at the table Mark ordered for him. There was a square pillar in the centre of the hall, blocking the view of the table in front of him.

Abigail hadn't arrived yet. He only saw a middle-aged and fat man sitting at the table and drinking wine, looking down at his phone from time to time.

Anson looked down at his phone. Abby was coming soon.

He raised his head and looked at the door of the restaurant.

However, he didn't see Abigail.

He withdrew his eyes and looked at Director Shaprio, who was sitting on the table. He seemed very happy, and he was waiting patiently.

At this moment, Abigail arrived. She was dressed in a beige suit, and she had changed her style, looking maturer and more charming. To Anson's surprise, she had cut her curly hair and wore her hair in a bob. The loose hair reached her jaw line, and the hair ends had been curled, which made her more delicate and coquettish. She looked slenderer, fresh and neat. Her exquisite makeup, red lips, and lovely temperament were truly attractive.

Anson had never looked away since he saw Abigail like this. She became more beautiful after cutting her hair.

"Abby." He whispered. After missing her for so many days, he felt relieved when he saw her at this moment.

"Oh! Miss Joye, you're here." Director Shaprio welcomed Abigail with a smile and raised his voice.

Looking at Abigail who was so charming and elegant, he smiled a bit lustfully.

This was the first time Abigail had met him. Ricky liked that role, so she took time to meet him.

But a trace of disgust flashed across her eyes as soon as she saw him. She had seen the tidbits about him on the Internet, and she knew that he liked to use the unspoken rules.

However, Rickey was just a child, and perhaps he would not go too far.

"Director Shaprio, sorry to keep you waiting." Abigail sat opposite him in a natural and graceful manner.

"You're too polite, Miss Joye. I arrived just now." Saying this, Director Shaprio waved at the waiter.

The waiter smiled courteously and walked over with the menu in his hand.

Director Shaprio smiled and asked Abigail, "Miss Joye, what would you like to eat?"

Abigail said, "Director Shaprio, just order as you see fit."

Director Shaprio did not open the menu. Instead, he looked at the waiter and said, "Serve us all your special dishes."

The waiter nodded with a smile and left.

Director Shaprio picked up the red wine that he had prepared and filled Abigail's glass.

"Miss Joye, I've heard a lot about you and I always admire your beauty. I didn't expect that you're prettier than in the photos." Director Shaprio smiled lecherously as he looked at Abigail.

Abigail's face darkened a bit when she saw him like this.

She had known that he was such a person, and she didn't want to come here originally, but Ricky said that he wanted this role.

If she had to get along with such a person in the future, she was afraid that she would go crazy.

Moreover, her company had just been set up, and she really didn't have many choices.

She suppressed the unhappiness in her heart and raised the wine glass. Then they clinked glasses and she took a shallow sip of it.

While Director Shaprio drank up the wine in his glass.

The expression on his fat face changed a bit when he found that Abigail didn't drink much.

He picked up the bottle again and poured himself a glass of wine.

Then he raised his glass and said to Abigail, "Miss Joye, I am really honored that Henrick likes my script. Come on, Let me propose another toast to you."

Abigail picked up the wine glass again, clinked with him and drank half of the wine.

However, Director Shaprio looked at her with a smile and did not drink.

Abigail pursed her lips slightly. How could she not understand what he meant? Before they signed the contract, everything could change.

She smiled faintly and drank up all the wine in the glass.

"Miss Joye, I like your openness."

Director Shaprio smiled and drank the wine in his hand.

Abigail knew him well. She had always been cool- headed and observant, and she could see men through, so she naturally knew what Director Shaprio was doing.

However, she was good at drinking. She had made arrangements in advance, and maybe she could drink him down.

Abigail curled her lips and smiled weirdly. She looked out of the window and saw a luxury red car parked there. Eden was sitting inside and waiting for her anxiously.

Abigail felt warm in heart as she looked at Director Shaprio, "Since you like Ricky so much, why don't we sign the contract first?"