Chapter 39

Frankie wasn't someone that could be easily scolded. Not mentioning her work experience, her appearance, which was just similar to the witch in children’s fairy tales, was enough for her to threaten the other adults.

And of course, she had actually done that for years.

Frankie looked up at Ernest, and her gaunt cheeks were sharp as knives piercing through Ernest’s confidence. Then she raised her hand, pointing at Ernest.

“Is that your attitude towards an adult, youngster, huh? Since when did you take the right to question me about my professional field?”

“At least I have been working in the film industry for a decade, and you're just a kid going to school everyday then!”

“Just take your money back, return to your school, and leave us alone, kid! This is not your playground!”

But Ernest just smiled.

Ernest had spent all his eighteen years of life being scared of those people, because you could never win them in an argument even if you did nothing wrong.

And if you were lucky enough to
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