Comfort From Mr. Floyd

In any case, Mr. Field also had a reputation, so she had to plan it out slowly.

It was great that Hazel was here. Elva would think of a way to push Hazel into her plan.

It was a hard task to film in the crew. At ten o'clock in the evening, Hazel was starving to death.

As an actress, she had to be dedicated, so she could only endure it.

Lucy received a call. She had something to do at home and took a leave of absence to go home early.

She was used to having an assistant to take care of her. She had become delicate.

In the past, Hazel could rent a house alone, carry luggage, and carry a ten-kilogram bucket upstairs on her own because Hazel could only rely on herself.

"Hello, is that Hazel?"

The phone rang, and an unfamiliar phone call arrived in the city where his hometown was located.

"Hello, this is Hazel."

Hazel squatted in the corner to make up. She remembered that Lucy had put a packet of cookies in her bag.