There was a disagreeable look on Christina's face. It was the first time Angelo saw her real face.

"You don't need to pay me. I just come to thank you for saving me from Absolon."

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Angelo looked sincere at Christina, who stayed for a while as if surprised at her words. But soon, she showed a disdainful look.

"I didn't mean to save you."

"Really?"

Angelo raised her eyebrows, didn't believe what Christina said.

"Of course, there were cameras in that hotel. If they got Absolon taking you out and made it public, it would affect the new movie. So, I didn't do that for you."

With that, Christina turned her head, looking alienated.

Angelo smiled, "As I remember, what you said outside the hotel didn't mean that."

Christina stayed and looked towards Angelo, confused. Didn't Angelo get drunk then? How could she know what she said?

"A disobedient dog…." Angelo recalled her dream, and strolled to Christina, whispered, "…could only end dead."

Christina's pupils withdrew and looked at Angelo as if to see her through.

"You didn't fall asleep then?"

"Who knows?"

Angelo shrugged. She thought she was asleep, but she might just lose her consciousness and her ears were still working.

She thought her dream was just an illusion, but it was so real that she sounded Christina out just now. Christina's big reaction surprised her, which also meant that it was not only a dream but part of her memory.

"Whatever you think. I didn't mean to save you anyway."

Saying that she couldn't hide it anymore, Christina stood up to leave.

Angelo supported her arms on the table and looked at Christina's back, feeling funny. She didn't realize how funny Christina was.

"Excuse me, Miss Angeline, Christina…." Christina looked at Angelo, embarrassed.

Angelo shook her head, "It's all right. I'll make a copy of the recipe and send you one. She won't know if you don't tell her, right?"

***

Christmas was coming. Angelo became busy.

The crew finished the movie's post-production, and the film would be on air on Christmas Day.

As one of the leading roles, Angelo would have to propagandize it before its air and increase her exposure.

As the engagement thing got public, she had been a hot topic. Almost every host would inquire about it.

Anyway, they wanted high play rates. After all, people were interested in it.

The show she would be on was one of the hottest shows, and the host was a gold medal host, always being tender and never embarrassing the guests.

Angelo felt fortunate because she had been on it in her previous life and had some connections with the host, so she knew him well.

However, to Angelo's surprise, the tender host would inquire about Drake on the stage.

"Angeline, I heard Mr. Drake was very nice to you and showed your love to the crew. Is that true?"

"…"

"By the way, I heard that Mr. Drake offered you lots of good resources, which was why you were the heroine when you started to act. You are also the heroine in the second movie, which cooperated with the famous foreign director. Was that related to Mr. Drake?"

Angelo felt a headache and didn't have a good look on her face.

She didn't know if the host did it on purpose. Everyone knew her dissolution of engagement and asked implicitly about it. But this host asked as if she had no idea that Angeline had broken off her engagement with Drake.

Luckily, the show didn't live broadcast and could edit later. Otherwise, she couldn't be here anymore.

Even though she had lived once, she had never experienced the dissolution of engagement in her previous life.

"Well, let's talk about the movie. That's the topic, isn't it?"

Angelo noticed that the host's face didn't look good, and he seemed reluctant to ask the questions.

"All right. Then next…"

The host was wiping the sweat on his head when he stopped talking because the director's voice came from the headset, asking him to keep asking about Angelo and Drake's private affair.

Once the show was on the air, it would receive a high audience rating.

Under pressure, the host could only say, "Well, Angeline, I'm quite curious…"

"Angeline! Angeline! Angeline! Are you inviting her alone here today? Are we the background?" Christina's voice suddenly sounded quite disgruntled, and she looked angry, which successfully got the show back to normal.

***

The Thorne company.

Lisa sent the video of the show to Drake.

"I just watched it. The host kept embarrassing Miss Angeline. Someone must be behind him. According to the inner source, the director asked the host to ask these questions for the audience rating."

While Lisa was talking, Drake had glanced over the tape.

"Cut the middle part or stop airing it. Give them the best lesson they won't forget,"

After that, Drake deleted the tape because he was too lazy to do much about such a sensation. He spent time watching it because he felt sorry for Angeline. He still cares about her, and he doesn't want to see her being in this kind of situation.

"Yeah."

When Lisa got out of the office, she asked the PR to deal with it.

Angeline needed exposure rather than such a meaningless smear.

Here at the studio, the show finally finished. However, the host felt that his career would end here.

He spent ten years building his image, which, however, was ruined today.

"Are you all right?"

A bottle of water appeared in front of his eyes. The host looked up and saw Angelo there. He got nervous in an instant.

"I'm so sorry. I can't help it," apologized the host firstly. He had thought that Angelo would never want to see him again but didn't expect her to come to him.

"I know."

Angelo handed the bottle to the host and said in a tender voice, "I know you didn't want that. After all, it's not your hosting style."

The host lowered his head in shame. Although the show was recording then, there were many audiences on the scene. Everyone didn't feel good about it.