Before James Carter could say a word, Jillian Carter continued, "But, itās also my fault for choosing a not-so-reliable dining hall. If sheās upset, Brother, please tell her that I apologize."
James Carterās eyelid moved slightly, his voice still indifferent, "Sheās also busy. Her mobile phone is with her assistant, so she doesnāt have time to answer calls. You donāt need to think too much; sheās not the unreasonable person you think she is."
"Then Iām relieved. I knew Jane Sampson couldnāt be an unreasonable person." Jillian Carterās laughter was light, "Brother, last night when I was browsing posts, I found another super delicious and unique dining hall. After you finish filming, letās go try it together in the evening?"
"Brother, Iāve booked a flight ticket for tomorrow morning to go back. Iāll have one meal with you and Jane Sampson, then I have to go home."
"Brother, you and Jane Sampson can just accompany me for some tasty food. I donāt know anyone else here. If you donāt go with me, Iāll have to go alone, which would be so lonely."
This was the first time James Carter knew that Jillian Carter could say so much in one breath.
James Carter glanced at Jane Sampson, but instead of asking her, he said to Jillian Carter, "Weāre busy. It will be very late when we finish filming in the evening."
Upon hearing this, Jillian Carter quickly changed her tone, "Then letās change dinner to a late-night snack. That shop is open until 2 a.m., and I can reserve a spot for a late-night snack."
"No need. After filming, Iāll be exhausted from a whole day and just want to go back to the hotel to rest earlier. We still have to get up early tomorrow to continue filming. There will be plenty of time to eat after weāre done." James Carter waved at the assistant while speaking quickly on the phone to Jillian Carter, "Iām busy here, so I wonāt talk to you. Hanging up now."
The call ended unilaterally, and James handed over the mobile phone to his assistant, instructing, "Sheās just idle and bored, nothing urgent. If she calls again, you donāt need to respond."
"Got it, Brother Dock." The assistant grabbed the phone and ran off.
The director lightly tapped the tabletop with the script rolled in his hand and couldnāt help but comment, "Why does your sister have so many issues? I remember sheās already married, right? How come a married sister is still so clingy to her brother? Sheās an adult but still canāt be independent like a little child?"
The director, saying this, seemed to think of something funny and laughed, "Even my wife isnāt this clingy with me. No, I mean, even my daughter isnāt this clingy. I see Jane, you arenāt this clingy with your husband, are you?"
Jane Sampson looked up from the script with a bewildered expression, staring at the directorās face with a look of "what were you just saying?"
The director was amused by Jane Sampsonās silly demeanor. He tapped her forehead lightly with the script rolled in his hand and playfully scolded, "Silly girl."
Jane Sampson chuckled at the director, reached out to rub the spot where she was lightly hit, and mumbled, "I only caught you asking about my husband in the end. You were talking about calls just now, but I was thinking about what you said about acting. I got so absorbed that I didnāt notice what you were talking about."
After saying that, Jane Sampson looked around at James Carter and the director, and earnestly asked, "So, what were you just asking me?"
"I was just asking if, usually, youād cling to your husband." The director actually asked again.