Hearing the footsteps moving away, two lines of tear flew down from the corners of Vivian's eyes.

Harvey sang along the way to the reception. He hit his bank card on the table. "Same room for tonight. Do remember to prepare the magical pill beforehand."

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The duty manager gave a glance at his card and smiled. "Sir, I'm sorry. Each guest can only have one pill for free."

"How much is it? I can pay for it." Harvey had spent much money on the disease, but it was still the same. Not only had this magical pill cured his disease, but it also allowed him to have violent sex with three women for a whole night.

It wasn't a problem if it could be solved with money.

The duty manager put on a mysterious smile, then stuck a finger up.

"A hundred?" Harvey smiled with disdain. "Give me a box of it."

The duty manager smiled but shook his finger.

Harvey was struck dumb for a second. "A thousand?" As long as he could have erections, he was willing to pay much money for the pills. "Swipe the card!"

The duty manager was still wearing the mysterious smile and kept shaking the finger, which Harvey ached to cut it off right now.

"Out of stock?" Harvey was displeased. "If it's out of stock. Cancel the room for tonight."

When he was about to take his bank card back, the duty manager moved faster and pressed it down. "Ten thousand dollars a pill."

"What the f*ck?" Harvey was shocked.

He didn't take his bank card back but walked aside to make a call. "Hey, bro, are you sure this nightclub isn't a gangster inn?"

There was a round of hoarse breathing on the phone. "What? You value money above the benefits of the magical pill?"

"Ten thousand dollars a pill! Are you serious?" Harvey snorted.

"Without the pill, I don't think you can enjoy your sex life anymore," a man said on the phone. "Let me be honest with you, you can't buy the magical pill anywhere else once you walked out of this nightclub."

"You're not kidding me, aren't you?" Harvey turned to look at the duty manager. The duty manager still smiled at him as usual.

"Have a try." When the man was going to hang up, Harvey asked again, "Bro, did you lose all your fortune on it?"

"Ha-ha, you know it, man." The phone was hung up.

Harvey smirked. Now he understood why Matthew became so poor now.

Matthew was running out of money now, but he wasn't. He and his older brother's company was profitable all the time.

Therefore, Harvey went back to the reception with a broad smile on his face. "Keep the same room for me!"

Once Harvey was gone, the duty manager's phone rang, and Matthew's voice sounded again on the phone. "Did he book the pill?" He sounded like he pleased the duty manager.

"As the agreement, we've made, you can get a magical pill as long as one of your friends becomes our client." The duty manager smiled.

***

The shooting of Oh, Mother began today.

The first scene was about the family life of Kylie and James, then they would leave their home for work at the same time.

The kid, Peter, was sent to the school by his grandmother, Kate. On their way, Peter saw his father's car stopped by the roadside, and there was a woman sitting inside.

Peter told his grandmother that he saw his father's car.

However, when they were ready to shoot, Vivian, who was the supporting actress in the show, was absent.

"Where the hell is Vivian?" The executive director lost his temper. "She's just a supporting actress, and we're all waiting for her!"

Vivian's assistant ran over in a hurry. "I'm sorry. Vivian is nowhere to be found."

The executive director rolled his eyes at her. "You don't need to tell me. Call the police!"

Vivian's assistant almost cried out. She glanced around the set but failed to find Harvey.

Vivian left with Harvey last night. Even though she was going to call the police, she must ask Harvey first. Right when she was in great anxiety, Harvey's car drove in the set.

"Mr. Wyatt, Mr. Wyatt!" Vivian's assistant dashed ahead and shouted at Harvey.

Harvey rolled the car window down and glanced at her. "Who are you?"

"I'm Vivian's assistant. Vivian..." Vivian's assistant kept her voice low. "Vivian is absent today."

"Oh." Harvey realized what she was asking. "It's normal. She's still sleeping now."

Vivian's assistant was finally relieved. "But, how should I explain this to the executive director?"

"It's fine. I'll go tell him to shoot the next scene first." Harvey shook his hand.

"Thank you so much, Mr. Wyatt!" Vivian's assistant smiled with tears in her eyes.

When Kylie and Kate heard the news that they were going to shoot the next scene first, both of them were surprised.

"Did Vivian withdraw?" Kate asked.

"I don't think so," Kylie said with certainty. Vivian had paid a lot for the role; it was impossible that she would give it up. There must be something wrong.

Actors needed time to remember the lines for the next scene, and the executive director gave them half an hour.

Fannie put the coat on Kylie's shoulders, then said, "Lucas just called, and the check was delivered."

"Great." Kylie nodded and kept on reading the lines.

"Lucas said Faith was crying hard." Fannie turned to look at Kylie's face. "If she changes her mind, will you accept her?"

Kylie put the script down. "I understand her, but it doesn't mean I'll indulge her."

Hearing that, Fannie nodded.

Kylie laid her feet on a chair and gently knocked her legs. "My legs don't feel well."

"Is it lower body edema?" Fannie rolled Kylie's pants up and found her legs were swollen. "You should let Stephen check it."

"I'll go find him after today's shooting," Kylie said, then noticed a blue Lamborghini stopped at the outside of the set.

Fannie stood up with a smile. "Here, he is!"

Stephen was wearing a black suit and carried a Thermos bucket in his hand.

"Hi, President Cecil, why do you come here in person?" Fannie quickly joked at him.

Stephen gave the Thermos bucket to Fannie. "Did Nate teach you to be so naughty?"

"Nope, Kylie did," Fannie said, and winked at Kylie, then poured the soup out.

Kylie sat in the chair at ease. "I just said to Fannie that I'm going to find you tonight."

"Do you feel uncomfortable?" Stephen's eyes were very tender.

"My legs are a little swollen." Kylie rolled up her pants to show Stephen.

It seemed Stephen already knew it would happen. He lightly pressed her legs and said.

"Eat less salty and sweet food. I'll send you some soup when I'm free in the following days. It's good for your body."

Kylie smiled at him. "Do you mean every day?"