His Beloved Mate
Chapter 85 I Can Take This Painting Back

Cassie came back to earth and glanced at the photos in the computer.

Cassie knew that Nicki was an elegant and graceful girl. At first, she had chosen her because of this. Today, Nicki wore a white shirt, denim pencil pants and a pair of high-heeled shoes, which was in line with the first impression of Rafael. Cassie smiled and nodded, "Very beautiful."

The model of 100 Days of Sweet Love was designed by Shirley. She had a good taste, so there was no problem with it.

Sunny glanced at Nicki contemptuously. Nicki felt a little embarrassed. She smiled and reached out her hand, saying, "Hello, I'm Nicki. In the next three months, we have to work in the same team. I hope you can give me more advice."

Cassie said, "Miss Sunny, don't you even know the basic etiquette?"

With a sneer, Sunny asked, "Does she deserve it?"

Sunny didn't stretch out her hand. She didn't like Nicki at all. As a new actress, Nicki didn't even have a good representative. How could she play the female lead? Sunny had also tried on Rafael. If it was Betty who took the role, she would be sincerely convinced. But, what was new comer without any background?

The light in Nicki's eyes dimmed a little. She lowered her head and pursed her lips.

Was she pointing at the mulberry and abusing the locust? Or was she challenging me?

Cassie's eyes changed slightly. She shouted impatiently, "Director!"

The director came in a hurry and said with a flattering smile, "Mrs. Dylan, what can I do for you?"

"Send the backup list of Cindy to my e-mail."

The role of Cindy was Sampson's sister. At first, she couldn't accept the fact that Rafael fell love with her brother. Later, she found that Rafael was nice to her and was totally different from those coquettish bitches outside. It was better to have one more person to love her, so she accepted it.

The role of Cindy was cute. If the role was handled well, it would be very pleasing.

Cassie didn't hold a grudge against what had happened last time. Instead, she felt that the first impression of Sunny was very similar to that of Cindy.

Sunny was surprised, "You want to break the contract?!"

Cheryl warned, "So what? Miss Sunny, I advise you not to set yourself against Mrs. Dylan. Lose your temper on the set. I believe you don't want to spread the rumor that you embarrass others before you become famous. I'm afraid it's not good for your future development in the entertainment circle."

With unwillingness in her eyes, Sunny lowered her head slowly.

What Cheryl said was right. Even if Sunny's father was Shawn, if the director knew that she played a big role on the set in the future, he would probably not cooperate with her no matter how much investment she made. After all, the director didn't like actors who liked to make trouble.

Sunny reached out her hand and said, "Nice to meet you. I'm Sunny. I hope you can give me more advice in the future."

Holding her arms, Cassie slowly lifted her lips and said, "That's right."

Sunny was spoiled by others, she still wanted to play as a big role and treat others in different levels before she became famous. Nobody knew whom she learned from.

After taking the makeup photos, Nicki said to Cassie, "Thank you for your help just now."

Cassie chuckled, "It doesn't matter. I come to the film crew occasionally, but most of the time, you have to learn to protect yourself."

Nate nodded earnestly and said, "I know."

Perhaps it was because Dylan loved Cassie too much, he had already sent someone to look for an agent for Nicki.

"Mrs. Dylan, it's time for your class," said Cheryl.

Dylan thought Cassie couldn't dance waltz well, so he specially found a teacher for her. He said that there would be many parties with her in the future, which was a required course. Cassie had to agree reluctantly.

Cassie turned around and said, "Well, then I'll go first."

In the cafe

Jasper stirred the coffee and asked, "What's the matter? Just tell me."

Pursing her lips, Sunny said with a smile, "I heard that your grandma's eighty-year old birthday is coming."

Jasper nodded, "Yes. What's wrong?"

Hearing this, Sunny said with a smile, "I've heard that she likes the painting, A Midsummer Night's Dream very much."

Jasper interrupted her, "I don't like to beat around the bush. Just say it."

Raising her head, Sunny looked at Jasper and said, "I can get this painting for you."

Hearing this, Jasper suddenly burst into laughter. "Sunny, do you think I'm a three-year old child? Or you didn't read the Weibo headlines some time ago? A Midsummer Night's Dream has already been taken away by Dylan."

Instead of answering Jasper's question, Sunny just smiled confidently and said, "I can take this painting back. Do you believe me?"

Jasper's face froze for a moment, and his hand that was stirring the coffee suddenly stopped.

"Say your price."

With a smile, Sunny said, "No money. Just take it as a gift for my grandma's eighty-year birthday."

Sunny was the little princess of the SS Group. When she was a child, she was often taken to various parties by Mary. So naturally, almost everyone in the upper class of the city knew her. Jasper nodded and said, "I don't want to know the source of the painting. But you have to promise that it's not a fake."

As long as grandma was happy, he wouldn't care where the painting came from.

Sunny nodded and said, "Okay. I promise you."

After a busy day, it was already nine o'clock when Cassie returned to the West Mountain Linyu.

It was rare for her to come back late, so Dylan asked, "Where have you been? Why do you come back so late?"

Tired, Cassie curled up on the sofa. The servant brought Lucky to her and then went out. She held the cat and said with a smile, "Do you believe that I met young men just now?"

Frowning, Dylan threw the book in his hand to the bedside. Pulling her soft face, he said, "Mrs. Dylan, you've been very bold recently."

She winked at Dylan and said, "You dote on me!"

This confidence was what she got from Dylan. Dylan wrapped his arms around her waist, and a warm feeling of numbness swept over her waist. Cassie released Lucky, and Lucky came to Dylan considerately He didn't like fluffy animals, so he withdrew his hand subconsciously. A long lost panic appeared on his face.

Cassie laughed so hard that her stomach ached. "Hahaha, capitalist, I just replace that you are a man, but you are afraid of cats?"

After clearing his throat, Dylan squinted at Cassie and asked, "Did you do it on purpose?"