Plus, with his cool appearance and his main job often winning awards for the country in competitions, many people liked his type.
Anton Miller ignored all the noise and, with his assistant, made his way to the dressing room.
When he arrived at the door, the entire dressing room erupted in no small commotion—
"Look, Anton Ford is here, Anton Ford is here."
"Wow...!"
Almost everyone cast envious, admiring, and adoring glances at him!
After he came in, he scanned the large room with his eyes, quietly searching for that familiar and long-missed figure.
As his partner and fangirl, Angel, who had just put on her exquisite makeup, quickly stood up and hurried towards him.
As this woman approached step by step, Anton Miller then noticed her.
But beside the spot where she had just gotten up, he didn’t see Abby Sawyer’s silhouette.
"Anton Ford, you’re here?"
Angel, wearing high heels, came up to him, her smile radiant like a flower, proactively reaching out to him, and said in a sweet voice, "I’m Angel, the leading lady of this drama, your new partner. Very nice to meet you."
Brother said Abby is Angel’s assistant, where is she?
Anton Miller’s eyes scanned the room again, then settled on the face of the woman in front of him. He thought for two seconds, and for Abby’s sake, he shook her hand.
Angel was indescribably excited to finally have physical contact with him! Her smile became even sweeter and more radiant!
Recalling how Anton Ford directly hung up on her that day, his attitude today was indeed a 180-degree change, and it would only get better in the future.
"Where’s your assistant?" Anton Miller’s gaze rested on her face.
Just then, Sharon came over, and Angel quickly made introductions, "This is my manager, Sharon. My assistant had something urgent and just left. Usually, I only have these two people around me. I’m an artist who can manage on my own and don’t like a big entourage." She made a point to praise herself.
Left for something urgent?
What kind of urgent matter?
Before Anton Miller could think more about it, Sharon also actively greeted him; seeing Angel successfully shake hands with him, several other girls gathered around.
"Anton Ford, hello, hello, very pleased to meet you. Can we shake hands?"
"Anton, I’m your fan."
"Anton, I really like you!"
No matter where he was, Anton Miller was always surrounded by waves of admirers.
Looking at all the outstretched hands of these women in front of him, he took a step back. Two assistants reached out to stop them, and one said—
"Ladies, this is not an event venue. We’ll all be working together in the future, so let’s get busy and do your jobs properly."
"Our Anton Ford thanks you all for your support. Please take good care of your artists, and if you’re an artist, please analyze your script well and try to get each scene done in one take."
Anton Miller turned and left the dressing room. Although his face showed no expression, his heart was full of disappointment.
He couldn’t see Abby Sawyer.
"I heard Anton Ford wasn’t attending the start-up ceremony. Why did he come today?"
"Yes, I heard that too. He only comes over when he has a role."
Listening to the whispers around, Angel felt a sense of fulfillment. Anton Ford looked at her just now! Anton Ford shook hands with her!
His palm was so warm!
Anton Miller stayed for the start-up ceremony, and both the director and the production team were very pleased.
Around ten in the morning, just as the start-up ceremony ended and Anton Miller was about to leave, he accidentally overheard two girls nearby whispering—
"Did you know? Today, Miss Sutton slapped Abby Sawyer with all her might."
"I saw it too. When Abby Sawyer left, her whole cheek was red and swollen."
Anton Miller’s eyes darkened, and he stopped, turning to approach those two girls.
"Anton Milan-ing Ford?!"
"Wow!"
The two girls immediately became infatuated, staring at him with shining eyes!
"Which Miss Sutton?" Anton Miller didn’t ask for the reason, because whatever the reason was, he would make this woman named Sutton pay dearly.