Under the full moon!

Dillon was not in sight when Ivy stepped into the house. Mrs. Smith was mopping the tiles when she got to the living room.

She halted her actions and raised her head properly, to greet Ivy.

"Welcome, madam," She beamed, wiping an imaginary perspiration from her forehead.

"Mrs. Smith! What are we having for breakfast tonight?"

Ivy pelted her bag onto the couch. She placed her hands on her small waist while standing behind the stairs.

The male lead had been changed by the time she got to the production location.

Nobody can blame her for making Ryan lose his opportunity of working in a big production. At least, she gave her the chance but his pettiness got in his way.

Mrs. Smith wanted to say something, yet, she hit herself, reprimanding herself for being so forward.

"Mr. Dillon wouldn't like it," She mumbled and Ivy asked, "Did I hear you say something?"

She let out an uneasy giggle while shaking her head negatively. She picked the mop up and headed towards the kitchen, hu