Lamont could see the turmoil in her expression and took her hand in his.
"Enough of this. Aren't you going to join the crew? I'll be by your side taking care of you till the filming wraps up."
"It's fine. There are a lot of things for you to handle in the company. You don't have to worry too much about me. I'm really fine. I'm just..."
She was cut off by the sudden shrill ring of her phone.
Startled, she fished it out of her pocket.
To her surprise, it was a landline number flashing on the screen.
As she reached to answer it, Lamont snatched it from her grasp.
"I'll take this."
Lamont's face was etched with tension as he seemed to have anticipated something.
Amelie watched him with growing concern.
She couldn't hear what was being said, but Lamont's expression grew darker by the second. In the end, he hung up the phone.
"What's wrong?"
Amelie asked anxiously.