My Haughty Billionaire Husband

Chapter 5

Mark Dawson leaned on the sofa and frowned at the smiling people in front of him.

Vincent stepped forward accommodatingly. "Huh?"

I requested a rewrite.

"But Mr. Dawson, this TV series has more than 30 episodes and is popular," the director said.

The script's fine. Why switch ?"

The director panicked.

"Mr.Dawson asked you to change it.

Vincent waited. The director's heart was tangled, and he didn't know why.

He smiled and planned to meet with the iceberg president.

Mark Dawson's indifferent eyes scanned the director .

He vomited two words, which terrified him.

"Divestment." What? Everyone was shocked. What? Mark Dawson is the largest shareholder. Now the withdrawal of capital is equivalent to the previous 30 episodes are craps!

The point is that he has to pay those actors upside down! How can this work.

"Divestment? OK. I'll call secretary Watson right away and arrange it. "

Vincent picked up the mobile phone without saying a word.

His action was very fast and not vague at all.

Seeing this, the director immediately grabbed Vincent's mobile phone.

His expression was almost crying, but he still had a hard laugh. He came to Mark Dawson 's side and almost called him Dad.

"Mr.Dawson!Change it now! You can change it any way you like! Screenwriter, come here and listen to Mr.arrangement. Write down the requirements, OK”

The director pulls the screenwriter to say excitedly.

Mark Dawson waved and blinked.

His strong lips convey a hint of ambiguity, and his remarks are full of indifference.

"Improvise"

Which crew member does he believe Mark Dawson likes? He never felt his words were dramatic. "Scene girl" Vincent said coldly.

"Okay. Add it. We'll make girlhood conceivable.” Mark Dawson was upset, despite the director's sympathetic look.

Add the battered lady. Dawson stated emotionlessly. "Ah?"

"100 games, 10 times each. We must battle . Understand?” Vincent remarked. Everyone took a deep breath and cautiously eyed Mark Dawson. He was master.

Mark Dawson agreed with Vincent and added, "After that, let the hostess second die, let other actresses look at her, and prohibit this lady to shoot again."

He was lighthearted. Increasingly, he doesn't know his family's president.

Mark Dawson's icy eye son swept him again, scaring him to speak a word.

" It'll be changed immediately. “The director wiped his perspiration and grabbed the screenwriter. "Go." Mark Dawson spewed the word and departed.

The group behind him stood stiffly to welcome him till he couldn't see his calm, proud back.

When two people were about to get on the car, Mark Dawson glanced at Vincent who was laughing at him coldly.

He had always been strict and showed such an expression, which made him feel very uncomfortable.

"What are you laughing at?" Mark Dawson sat in the back and asked lightly.

"It's the first time for me to see the president of Anda stand out for someone else. It's really rare. I don't know if Osanna has any special relationship with the lady yesterday."

It was the first time that he saw a woman who could be so close to him.

He was a man who didn't even have any trivia news.

Mark Dawson sank his dark eyes, smile, sexy lips faintly spit out a domineering words, "it doesn't matter, it's just the woman I've slept with. I don't allow anyone else to bully my woman except me." Vincent shook the steering wheel.

He said that people who had slept with him were not allowed to be bullied.

Over the years, he has never seen him care for any woman, no matter how the women stick to him, he just does not move a little mind. They'll even ask the security guards to drive them away. But, yesterday that young lady, he chose to face it by himself.

He was even knocked down on the ground and forced to kiss, but he didn't have any reaction. "Ha ha, the woman who slept with President of Anda is really happy!"

"If you say one more word, you'll get out of the car."

Mark Dawson pursed his lips and threw out this sentence lightly, but it was full of dignity and domineering.

Sleeping Hehe, if you let him know, he and that woman were really just sleeping last night, wouldn't it be that his face was gone.

Vincent 's face immediately showed a trace of surprise!

He let him out of the car for a woman.

"What are you doing? Don't drive."

Vincent looked at him with a smile on his face.

As soon as they drove out, they saw Osanna Benson waiting.

They slowed down and took a careful look at the people behind them.

Obviously, she has seen her figure, which seems to be asking for his advice. But he waited for a few seconds, but he did not see any reaction.

He was about to step on the gas pedal to leave when suddenly there was a cold voice behind him. "Stop -"

Vincent stepped on the brake in a hurry, and the whole body vibrated.

He looked at him with a convulsive face, "Mr.Dawson, next time you ask me to stop, can you predict it in advance?"

They stopped right in front of the car stop.

Mark Dawson pulled down the window and saw a beautiful and ruddy woman appear in his eyes. Osanna Benson blinked and froze for a moment.

Who did she think it was!

Which psychopath would stop in the lane until she saw his face clearly.

Besides surprise, there was more shame in her eyes.

Especially last night, she had such an embarrassing thing with him. She swallowed.

I But the cold voice behind her reminds her all the time that she has been recognized.

"Turn around. No one has ever dared to turn his back to me."

The voice of indifference sounded behind her.

Osanna Benson slowly turns around and just meets Mark Dawson 's wonderful face.

In the morning, she was so scared that she didn't see clearly.

Now she found that the man was so handsome, and that he was too handsome, which made women jealous.