For Director Philemon's anger, Shanti maintained her usual calm expression as if she were completely unaware.
A smile played on her lips, and a confident gleam shone in her eyes without a trace of anxiety.
Shanti's gaze was fixed directly on the director, "I know the leading lady has already been chosen, but I think this approach is a bit hasty. How can you be so sure that there's no one outside who could portray Fiona Nicholas's role better than Miss Edwin?"
While saying this, Shanti's chin lifted slightly and disdain flashed in her eyes.
Her gaze met the eyes of the investors sitting at the judge's panel, then she pursed her lips and nonchalantly shifted her gaze away.
Would anyone want to sleep with this man as fat as a pig if it wasn't for this role?
Every time she lay beside him, a surge of indescribable disgust welled up in her heart.
