Chapter 474: Seeking Good Fortune On One's Own
Answer the video call.
The environment behind the man on the screen is neat and clean, and judging from the arrangement, it should be the director's office.
He is wearing a snow-white gown, a pair of gold-rimmed glasses on his nose bridge, and his narrow phoenix eyes are filled with a dark color.
The moment the eyes met, an aura of literate scum came over.
Blake Fuller is leaning against his revolving office chair, "Kid, are you getting used to staying in the hotel these days?"
Caroline Edwin is holding the phone in her right hand, lazily leaning against the sofa, half of her body sinking into it, unwilling to get up because of the soft and comfortable feeling.
She chuckles, "Not bad, it's rare for Director Fuller to care about me."
Seeing her boneless appearance, a few strands of laughter are stirred up in his eyes, which were originally calm like water.