Christmas Gala Evening

Quincy Wood understood, it's just that...

So he asked again, "So, about the filming... Mr. Vernon, should we continue as usual?"

Mr. Vernon shook his head and said, "I'll go back and discuss the script with the screenwriter. In the meantime, we'll have this person replace all the intimate scenes between Nancy and Harry. We have no choice. If we offend Lola Hussey, our movie might not get made at all, but if we offend him..."

Mr. Vernon made a slitting throat gesture.

Quincy Wood widened his eyes: "Slitting throat? Are you delirious from reading too many scripts? This isn't the old society!"

"I know this isn't the old society," Mr. Vernon lowered his voice and said, "but it's over, we're finished. We can't stay in this circle anymore."

Quincy Wood: "..."

That surely was more terrifying than the throat-slitting gesture...

With all his talents, Quincy Wood couldn't bear to have nowhere left to showcase them!