Chapter 706: Chapter 706: Found the Candidate

It was the sweetest smell in his memory, but now that Hannah was here, it seemed he had forgotten that scent.

Hannah, hand in hand with Vincent, headed inside. The assistant director wanted to stop them, but remembering George Quach's instructions, he didn't dare say a word.

Hannah had influence, she was a main focus of the show, and her relationship with George Quach meant that even if she acted like a diva every day, no one would dare complain.

It was just a fool, he could tolerate that.

But what happened next, he couldn't tolerate.

Hannah, still holding Vincent's hand, led him to her seat, and then moved another chair across from him.

She pointed to the lump of clay on the table and asked, "Can you mold clay?"

Vincent cocked his head, not understanding.

Hannah explained further, "It means playing with clay."

This time, Vincent understood. He poked the clay on the table, picked up a lump, looked it over, then tossed it at a crew member with a wooden stick in their hand.