On the other side, after dropping off Charlotte Thompson at the villa, Michael Richard noticeably felt the air pressure inside the car drop significantly.
He glanced through the rear-view mirror to observe Justin Battleson sitting in the back seat, and saw Justin’s face darken. Frightened, he imdiately shifted his gaze away and focused intently on driving.
However, the thought of taking Mr. Battleson to the film set left Michael sowhat puzzled.
Even though Justin had a film company under his wing, his main focus was the Riley Group. The film company’s operations were usually handled by a professional team. There was no need for Justin to involve himself.
But now, Mr. Battleson was personally heading to the film set. What kind of incident had occurred?
Despite the various speculations running through his mind, Michael showed no sign of it on his face.
Soon the car arrived at the film base, and Justin Battleson stepped out, heading directly for the film set.
There weren’t many people at the film set at the mont, but the sight of staff tidying up so debris on the ground suggested that sothing had indeed happened here.
No one expected Justin Battleson to appear at this mont.
The director sat in a chair, supporting his temple with his hand, his expression clearly indicating his foul mood.
It was very quiet around, so the footsteps of Justin and his assistant approaching were easily heard by the director.
"Wasn’t I clear about not allowing random people inside? How co..."
The director irritably lifted his head, but upon realizing it was Justin Battleson standing before him, he instantly straightened his back, nearly biting his tongue in shock.
"Mr., Mr. Battleson!"
The director trembled as he rose from his chair, his voice naturally drawing the attention of others on the film set.
"Why have you co in person?"
The director quickly moved to stand before Justin Battleson, slightly bending his back to present a respectful posture. If seen by the crew, they would likely be left wide-eyed with surprise.
The crew knew full well that their director had quite a temper, having berated even several famous actors without hesitation.
"Where is he?"
Justin Battleson’s gaze fixed on the director, speaking sparingly.
Despite the simplicity of the words, the director couldn’t help but shudder, swallowing nervously before making way for Justin Battleson.
"Th-they’re all in the resting room. I’ll take you there now."
While speaking, the director led Justin Battleson along, his gaze frequently drifting towards Justin, watching his expression.
In truth, the director was extrely apprehensive at the sudden appearance of Justin Battleson at the film set.
Perhaps notified early by other staff, when the director led Justin Battleson to the actors’ resting room, an inexplicable atmosphere pervaded the room.
"Mr. Battleson!"
The first to greet Justin Battleson was an executive from the film company. Surprised upon hearing that Justin had co personally.
Although an incident had occurred within the crew, it hadn’t led to serious damage. While Justin had been notified, his sudden arrival surprised the executive.
"How is the actor’s condition now?"
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