Early the next morning.
"Leaving so early today?"
Oliver Hudson looked at Annie Anne, who was already dressed, and asked in surprise.
While she was busy organizing her bag, she casually replied, "Yeah, I have a lot of scenes to shoot today."
"Eat so breakfast before you go," said Oliver Hudson, glancing at the untouched breakfast on the table with a hint of concern in his tone.
Her movent to open the door paused briefly, but Annie did not turn back.
"No need, I’m in a hurry."
"I’ll take you."
Oliver Hudson reached for his coat on the rack, about to put it on, but Annie quickly pressed down on his wrist.
Annie curved her lips into a slight smile. "There’s no need for that trouble, you go to the office. I’ve already asked my assistant to co pick up."
After saying this, Annie didn’t wait for any response from Oliver Hudson and stepped away.
Oliver Hudson exhaled slowly, his gaze lingering on his wrist for a long ti before he eventually let out a dry laugh.
...
"Annie."
Annie was waiting by the roadside when her assistant quickly arrived in the car.
Moving her slightly sore legs, Annie nodded at her assistant and was about to get in the car when sothing flashed across her eyes.
Annie’s movent halted and she looked across the street.
"What’s wrong, Annie?" the assistant asked when he saw that she hadn’t gotten into the car.
"It’s nothing."
Annie shook her head, probably just sothing flashing by, nothing to worry about.
After getting into the car, Annie took out the script.
Although she had morized every line to perfection, it now served as a way to pass the ti during the ride.
The car was stopped by a red light, and feeling the peaceful atmosphere in the car, the assistant casually turned on the music player.
The sound of music imdiately filled the car, making him completely unaware of another vehicle quickly approaching from the side.
Annie, absorbed in her script, suddenly felt her car window being violently knocked a couple of tis.
The loud noise startled her completely unprepared self.
The assistant also instantly noticed the commotion and frowned in nervousness.
Annie was just about to roll down the window when she was stopped.
"Annie, it looks like we’ve encountered sasaeng fans chasing us. Don’t open the window at all."
The assistant gripped the steering wheel tightly, focusing his attention entirely on the road ahead.
Although he wasn’t long in the job, he had encountered sasaeng fans a few tis before.
They are often a group of crazed fans who like to pry into a celebrity’s private life and even sotis hide caras in gifts.
It’s all just to see things they normally wouldn’t be able to.
And this ti, the sasaeng fans they encountered were among the most dangerous kind. They would follow the celebrity’s car to private residences.
Or forcibly make them open the window just to snap a few precious photos.
Annie felt sowhat amused. She, a person neither particularly famous nor obscure, encountering sasaeng fans.
Could they have mistaken her car for soone else’s?
Just as she thought this, the assistant found an opening, stepped on the gas the mont the light turned, and sped off.
The sasaeng fans in the vehicle beside them also quickly caught up, continuously honking at them to stop.
The two cars raced side by side, speeding along the already narrow road.
The speed was frightening.
"Annie, if we keep going like this, we’re going to be late..."
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