Domineering Mr. CEO and His Impudent Love-Chapter 2328 - 34: I’m Very Satisfied with Her
But the next second, the anger in Leslie Howard’s eyes was dispelled by another voice.
"David Redington, the issues with the new script are pretty much these. Take a look and let me know if you have any feedback. The creators are all here, so if you have suggestions, you can propose revisions."
Director Henson’s voice slowly came through.
Leslie Howard pulled the bedroom door slightly wider and sneaked a peek, only to find Director Henson and the screenwriter were also in the living room.
It was just that from her angle earlier, they were completely blocked from view.
Discussing the script in the middle of the night, these people are truly ’dedicated.’
But thinking about how the script they were discussing was the ’new edition’ that cut her scenes, Leslie Howard felt disgruntled.
"Let’s keep the script as it was originally, without changes. I’ve seen the new script, and it’s not as good as before." David Redington’s cold voice resounded.
The man who had earlier whispered her name in a low, magnetic voice near Leslie Howard’s ear.
Yet now, the voice speaking in the living room was surprisingly restrained, devoid of any warmth.
Even though David Redington’s decision was in line with her wishes, the stark change from his public self to private self still compelled Leslie Howard to ’despise’ him a bit.
Director Henson almost dropped his jaw, "Are you sure? Really not making changes?"
Wasn’t it David Redington who wanted to alter the script, refusing to work with artists like Leslie Howard who had scandals and lacked a clean reputation?
That day, he didn’t even give his own sister any face, forcibly changing Leslie Howard’s role from absolute heroine Daisy Smith to femme fatale Grace Smith.
Afterward, he even had Leslie Howard’s scenes reduced, not even tolerating her filming intimate scenes with him.
So what’s happening now, not even one day since the cameras started rolling, he’s changed his mind?
"No changes," David Redington coldly said.
Director Henson: "But before you..."
"David Redington, are you holding back criticism towards my sister because I’m here?"
Winona Wallace’s voice suddenly interjected in the conversation between the two.
Her gaze was soft, as she tucked a strand of hair behind her ear and said thoughtfully, "It’s fine, I know my sister has a bad reputation in the industry for being unprofessional and due to some rumors. I understand if you’re dissatisfied and want to cut her scenes. You don’t have to worry, or take me into account, it actually serves as a form of training for her, don’t worry."
When Winona Wallace said this, Director Henson and the screenwriter instinctively exchanged a glance, a flicker of understanding passing between them.
Oh... there it clarified things.
That explains it, considering David Redington previously disliked Leslie Howard so much, and specially instructed them to revise the script.
How could it be possible that in a blink of an eye, he suddenly decided not to change it?
Upon reflection, this was the only plausible reason.
Winona Wallace indeed was a beautiful and gentle woman; as she sat there, David Redington naturally had to give her some face. 𝙛𝒓𝓮𝙚𝔀𝒆𝒃𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝓵.𝙘𝒐𝒎
Everyone knew that Leslie Howard was Winona Wallace’s stepsister.
Although Leslie Howard didn’t treat Winona Wallace well, Leslie Howard’s mother was quite considerate towards Winona Wallace.
Winona Wallace’s temperament was gentle, and she didn’t begrudge Leslie Howard, privately helping her solve many troubles over the years in the industry.
She and David Redington together looked like a perfect match.
Who knows, maybe David Redington’s rare consideration meant he was interested in her.
However, Director Henson and the screenwriter, who had started imagining a romance drama, were ruthlessly slapped in the face by David Redington’s next reply.
"It’s not because of you, I won’t let anyone irrelevant affect my judgment." The heartthrob’s voice was deep and magnetic.
Landed on Winona Wallace’s ears, like an invisible slap ’slapping’ painfully.
After these words, David Redington’s dark brows furrowed slightly, his chilling blue eyes paused for a brief moment.
As if recalling something, he added in a husky, sexy voice, "Moreover... I’m very satisfied with her."
My goodness!
Leslie Howard, eavesdropping inside, blushed fiercely.
Why did she feel like there was a hidden meaning in David Redington’s ’very satisfied’!?
[Update complete, see you at 6:00 tomorrow night~]







