Warm Married Life: Mr. President Loves His Darling Wife-Chapter 125 - 124: The Warmth and Coldness of Human Relationships

Bella secretly followed over here, and neither Sharon nor Director Ford noticed. Hearing her speak now, they were both momentarily stunned.

Director Ford frowned, but Sharon spoke first, "Bella, you focus on filming. I’ll go back and check on Elaine."

"Ms. Cheney, this whole situation started because of me, I’ll feel uneasy if I don’t go," Bella said earnestly. "Director Ford, I have a way to help Ms. Flynn through this crisis, but I need to make a trip to Creston. Please allow me to take two days off. I’ll hurry back as soon as I can."

"You have a way?" Director Ford suddenly recalled the call from the executive producer and thought for a moment before saying, "Alright, I’ll give you two days off, but you’ll have to work overtime to catch up on progress when you return." 𝘧𝓇ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝘣𝓃ℴ𝓋𝑒𝑙.𝑐𝘰𝑚

"Thank you, Director Ford!" Bella bowed to express her gratitude.

Sharon felt somewhat relieved inside. She really hadn’t misjudged Bella; she was indeed a kind and good-hearted girl.

The two exchanged a glance and didn’t want to waste any more time, deciding to set off immediately.

Director Ford relented, "There’s no rush at this moment. I’ll have the assistant drive you back to Creston."

"Thank you, Old Ford, I’ll treat you to a meal when I get back." Sharon smiled slightly.

Director Ford also smiled, "Sure, it’s been a long time since I’ve eaten something you cooked. Make me something when you return."

"Any chef from outside can cook better than me, yet you choose to suffer," Sharon sighed. "As long as you’re not afraid of getting sick, I’ll cook for you when I return."

"I’ve got a stomach of steel, I’m not afraid!" Director Ford patted his chest, "Let’s go, I’ll have the assistant take you."

"Okay."

Sharon and Bella nodded and followed him out of the set.

Driving is always much more convenient than taking a coach, and you can leave as soon as you get in the car. More than four hours later, Bella and Sharon finally arrived outside Elaine Vaughn’s studio in Creston.

As they walked into the studio, they happened to encounter a young man with an assistant walking out.

The young man was visibly taken aback when he saw Sharon, with a hint of awkwardness in his expression. "Ms. Cheney."

"You’re leaving too?" Sharon’s face fell slightly.

"You know the situation, Ms. Cheney, I... I can’t afford to wait." The young man said, and then hurriedly left with his assistant.

"Ms. Cheney..." Bella looked at her with some concern.

Sharon shook her head, "It’s nothing, just a bit lamentable. He was Elaine’s first signed artist, personally brought up from a rookie to where he is now, with some small achievements. But just as soon as Elaine’s studio faces a little problem, he’s off to a better opportunity. It’s disheartening. Come on, let’s go in."

Bella didn’t know how to comfort her and could only nod and follow her in.

Elaine Vaughn’s studio originally had six artists, but now there were only three left.

As Bella walked through the door, she saw Elaine Vaughn sitting on a sofa by the window in the hall, smoking and staring out the window.

In less than ten days, the once bustling image of the strong and dynamic Ms. Flynn now looked so weary.

Bella felt a pang of sadness and, realizing this was all because of her, felt even more guilty inside.

"Elaine." Sharon approached first, leaning over to take the cigarette from her fingers, speaking as casually as in their usual conversations, "Still smoking? Weren’t you supposed to quit? Don’t you care about your health?" As she spoke, she stubbed it out in the ashtray on the coffee table.

Elaine finally snapped back, looking at her and Bella, "What are you two doing here?"