Chapter 1956: Anton Miller’s Solution

Her face is incredibly exquisite, and after applying makeup, it shines brilliantly. One glance and you can tell it’s well-sculpted, and she has the kind of figure that men love.

These days are indeed great; if you have money, you can do whatever you want.

As long as you have the nerve to deny it, you can claim on camera that you’re all-natural and haven’t had any surgery.

And Angel is exactly this type of rich, bold woman who’s been thriving in the entertainment industry for years.

After getting off the car, she walked into the lobby, "Ella, can you help me postpone today’s afternoon schedule? The person in charge is already here, on the third floor."

"Is it okay to reschedule to tomorrow morning?" Sharon asked while walking, "You don’t have a scene tomorrow morning."

"Sure, that’s fine."

Angel wore a broad smile on her face, admiring her freshly done nails as she walked, "I’m certainly in a good mood today, so I don’t want to tire myself out. Although my afternoon is free, I have a scene with Anton in the evening, and I want to be well-rested to give my best performance."

"Understood, leave it to me."

So, the two of them entered the elevator, Sharon to the third floor, Angel to the second floor.

Angel exited the elevator, full of good spirits, humming a tune as she strode towards the lounge, with a purse worth over ten thousand in her hand, and a smile she couldn’t suppress on her face.

Just as she arrived at the lounge door, she raised her eyes and unexpectedly met a pair of deep, slightly cold eyes!

Angel’s steps slightly paused, Anton Miller stood inside, staring at her without a blink.

She truly didn’t expect Anton to be here, seemingly waiting for her, but... his gaze was so cold.

The woman slightly restrained her smile, quickly returning her expression to calmness, and stepped towards him, "Good morning, Anton."

She looked at him with a smile as she walked towards him, somewhat surprised, yet somewhat delighted, "Are you waiting for me here?"

"Angel, it’d best if you get through today’s scene in one take, don’t waste my time; I have things to do today." Anton Miller’s cold voice was without warmth, like a warning, or perhaps a reminder.

Angel stopped her steps in front of him, so it’s about this? What a joke, the game hasn’t even started yet, and he’s already standing up for Abby?

"When have I not gotten it in one take?" The woman raised an eyebrow, her smile like poison, trying to capture his emotions from his expression.

"You’d better be." Anton Miller looked her over.

Angel’s smile was both calm and proud.

He withdrew his gaze and stepped away.

Angel’s smile momentarily froze, and gradually, a touch of ruthlessness emerged in her eyes.

After Anton Miller left, he took out his phone and dialed Justin Kingston’s number, "Bro, I want to ban Angel." He really couldn’t stand her attitude.

"What happened?" Justin Kingston’s tone was calm, "State your reasons." He was very rational.

"..." Anton Miller couldn’t think of a reason for a moment.

"She’s quite adept at portraying Mandy Jennings; I must say her acting skills are quite impressive." Justin Kingston said calmly because he had received footage from the director, which not only satisfied him but also pleased the original author, Jocelyn Morgan.

"Her character is poor," Anton Miller said.

"You’re discussing character in the entertainment industry?" Justin Kingston paused for a moment, "If her character is poor, just don’t befriend her, don’t get close. What we should focus on now is commercial value, and her fan base is indeed very large. At most, don’t collaborate with her in the future."

Moreover, the soul of the entertainment industry, no one can get close enough to truly see.

So, Anton Miller didn’t get the outcome he wanted from this phone call, feeling quite frustrated, as if his chest were blocked with air.