I admit my mistake

At this moment, Maria sat in Charles' car, her heart pounding in her chest.

She was not blind to the anger that Director Grant had displayed earlier. His rage was only held back because of Charles' presence.

"Charles..." she began, biting her lower lip softly. "Do you think Director Grant will be upset and replace Mia’s role?"

After all, no director would like a disobedient actress, let alone tolerate a trouble maker on set.

Charles glanced at her, as she was still dressed in the outfit from the set, and he frowned deeply.

"Ria, you're a girl. Should you really give in when they ask you to dress like this? Don't you have any say in it?"

"No," Maria shook her head, trying to explain. "As an actress, shouldn't we follow the director's guidance?"

"Huh..." Charles laughed in spite of his irritation.

"So, if he told you to undress, would you?"

"Absolutely not!" Maria instinctively covered herself. "I have my own limits. There are things I will never do."

Suddenly, her phone beeped twice.