The director was unpleased, "Hey, now you get so high."
"Savannah, just say yes." Olivia whispered to Savannah, "If you offend these big companies, getting on their blacklist, they won't hire you next time; perhaps you may never get a job offer again in the car show circle. You will come with me, won't you? I'm very nervous alone."
Since she put it this way, Savannah would have to comply.
***
When Savannah got back to Beverly Hills, Dylan was already sitting on the sofa, holding a cell phone, and looking at the screen. His face was clouded.
"You...are here today." She walked over and hung her head; "I am tired and sweaty after the car show. I'm going upstairs to take a shower first."
Dylan looked up, and his lips quirked up in a scornful smile, "Won't you come and look at your photos?" He placed the phone heavily on the table.
Savannah was amazed, walking to him, and picked up the phone. She swallowed as she swiped across the phone. The photographs were all about her...