A Drink that Tasted Like Wine

Mina nodded, choosing her words carefully. "We would still have to shoot that one last scene tomorrow. But it's okay, it is the director's choice, and we have no choice but to follow it."

"Are we going now?" Mina asked. "I do not see my manager and my stylist?"

"I advised them to go home," Jeho replied. "I want you to come with me."

She was about to say something, but Lucas, who was inside Jeho's body, went near her and grabbed her right wrist. Mina felt like he suddenly barged here out of nowhere, and now what? He is here to hold her wherever he wanted her to go.

"Where are we going?" Mina whispered as she stood up. She tiptoed for a bit so that her face would be near Lucas's. "Don't you think you are being too risky showing up here in where I work?"

"Why?" He whispered back. "Why would you think it is a risk?"