"Rasfa, it's me." Steven called Rasfa.
"Steven, you should be on set right now, right? Usually, when I call you at this time, you'll yell at me. Why did you call me today? It's impossible for me to invest more, "Rasfa teased.
"Nothing. I just suddenly wanted to call you."
"Steven, what are you doing?" Rasfa felt that Steven's tone was strange.
"Nothing."
"You're not feeling well?"
"I'm fine," Steven said indifferently. Steven said indifferently, "If … I mean if, something happens to me, and the movie isn't finished yet, then let that b * stard James take over. That b * stard is a bit unreliable sometimes and likes to play tricks, but he's been with me for so many years, and he's quite good at it."
"Steven, is something the matter?"
"I'm fine. I'm just saying what's on my mind. Don't think too much."
"I'm really fine. That's it. I'm hanging up now."
With that, Steven hung up the phone.
Rasfa panicked. Steven's tone was clearly not right today.
It felt like he was saying his last words. Worried, Rasfa called back.
But Steven's phone was busy and could not be reached.
Rasfa thought for a moment and called Chen Zhao again. "Chen, I just received Steven's call. He sounded strange. Does he have some incurable disease?"
"What incurable disease? I just checked his body a few days ago. Other than the fact that he played too much with women and has a weak kidney, everything else is normal. "
"Then … could he have gotten AIDS because he didn't have the heart to play with women?"
Chen Zhao gasped. "Are you sure that old * sshole isn't joking with you?"
"I called him just now, but I couldn't get through."
"Do you know where he is now?"
"If it's normal, he should be on set right now." Rasfa suddenly had an idea. "Oh, I'll call James and ask."
"Okay. If anything happens, let me know immediately."
"Understood."
After hanging up, Rasfa immediately called James.
"James, it's Rasfa. Is Steven on set?"
"No, Mr. Steven isn't here today."
"Not there yet? Do you know where he went? "
"I don't know."
"Has James been behaving strangely recently?"
"Abnormal behavior? He seems to be in a bad state of mind, so he got a new assistant, "James said.
"If you find Steven, tell him to call me immediately."
"Okay, I understand, Mr. Rasfa."
…
Outside a luxurious manor, Halifa Oliver was eating breakfast in the courtyard.
The maid next to Halifa Oliver asked, "Madam, would you like more coffee?"
"No need. Bring me today's LA Daily and California Times," Halifa said.
At this moment, a bodyguard in a black suit walked forward.
"Boss, there's a car parked outside the door. It's been there all morning."
"Hmm? Reporter? Or someone else? "
"No … it seems to be … Mr. Steven."
"What does that old thing want?" Halifa muttered to herself with a frown.
She and Steven had been divorced for more than 30 years, and they had almost reached the point where they would never see each other again.
They might not even see each other once a year. Every time they met, they never had a proper conversation.
They treated each other as mortal enemies.
Why did Steven come to her house today?
Didn't he know what kind of humiliation he would suffer if he came to his own territory?
Steven had a skill. He could make every woman fall in love with him and then make every woman hate his guts.
"Bring him in," Halifa Oliver said.
Not long after, Steven was brought in.
When Halifa saw Steven, she realized that he looked especially haggard today.
He looked like an old man at the end of his life.
He didn't have the high-spirited and arrogant attitude he had when she saw him on the screen.
He also didn't have the domineering attitude of a king who controlled everything on set.
Right now, he looked like an old man.
"Why are you like this?" Halifa frowned and looked at Steven in disgust.
Although this old thing was annoying, he always paid attention to his appearance.
Halifa Oliver had never seen Steven so down and out. She didn't think Steven would be down and out.
Although this old man had a bad temper, his talent was undeniable.
Back then, she had fallen madly in love with him because of his talent.
As long as this bastard was still alive, he wouldn't be in a sorry state.
Steven sat down next to Halifa. "Nothing. I suddenly wanted to see you."
Halifa frowned even harder. She almost suspected that he was an imposter.
Steven never knew how to compromise or back down.
If he knew how to back down, they wouldn't be like fire and water after more than twenty years.
What was going on today? Did the sun rise from the west?
Or did this guy become a Satan?
"Now that you've seen me, you can leave."
"Okay. Goodbye." Steven nodded and stood up to leave.
"Wait …" Halifa finally realized that this bastard wasn't normal.
If it were any other time, he would definitely spout nonsense when she kicked him out.
But today, he actually left so calmly.
"Are you sick?" Halifa's heart clenched. There was an indescribable pain in her heart.
Of course she hated Steven, but she didn't want him to die.
Even if she cursed him countless times and told him to go die.
But she still wanted to see Steven alive and well.
"I'm fine. I'm great."
"Bronte, take Steven to my car. We're going to the hospital."
"Don't touch me, bastard. Do you want to die? Do you believe that I'll have someone stuff your head into the toilet? "
As soon as Bronte touched Steven, he immediately exploded and returned to the annoying bastard he used to be.
"Ignore his threats," Halifa said. "Take him to the car. I want to know what's wrong with him."
Actually, just like Steven, Halifa was stubborn and tough.
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