Mommy Super Cool novel (Silas Nolan, Camila)
Chapter 478

Chapter 478 It's None of Your Business

Gianna waited for a long time after sending the message, but Silas didn't respond She glanced at the time and guessed that he was busy, so she didn't mind his lack of response She then went out and asked which scene to film next. To her surprise, she heard Summer's assistant when passing by Summer's room.

"Miss Summer, please calm down."

She then heard Summer's enraged voice saying, "Get out!" Accompanied by the sound of glass shattering, the assistant's scream could be heard. "Ah-Miss Summer!" Then, Summer roared unreasonably. "I asked you to leave, didn't you hear me?"

At this time, the door of Summer's lounge was opened and the young assistant came out, her head in her hands. She glanced at Gianna and hurried away with her head lowered. Feeling suspicious, Gianna asked out of the professional instinct of a doctor, "Did you hurt your head?"

The

young assistant shook her head. "I'm fine."

Gianna looked at the young assistant who was walking away, feeling that something was off. Why did it feel like she was avoiding her?

When Sean saw this, he walked over and said, "This young assistant is very pitiful. She has been scolded almost every day on set for the past few days!" Shocked, Gianna asked in disbelief, "Why?" Sean turned to Summer's room and pursed his lips. "That woman has a bad temper." It suddenly dawned on Gianna. It was understandable that she had to obey the orders of her employer, but Summer had crossed the line by hurting her! "Sylvia! Sylvia!" Summer's shout could be heard coming from the lounge. Gianna thought that she might be calling the young assistant, but the latter was already long gone. Summer then opened the door abruptly and shouted, "Sylvia–” There was a rush of footsteps in the distance as well as the voice of the young assistant just now. "I'm coming, Miss Summer!" "Where did you f*cking go?' "I went to get the first aid kit to apply some ointment." Pursing her lips, Summer glanced at the young assistant's head and said, "You weren't that seriously injured. People might think that you're being a drama queen!" The young assistant lowered her head and dared not to refute her. "Miss Summer, why were you looking for me?"

"I want to drink milk tea." The young assistant nodded and replied, "Okay, Miss Summer. I'll go after I tend to my wounds." Summer's gaze sharpened. "You want me to wait? Do you really think that stupid head of yours is more important than me? Can't you. tend to it after you come back?" The young assistant answered again, "Okay." With that, she turned around to leave but Gianna grabbed her wrist and said to Summer, "Did you not see that she is injured? It won't take her too much time to apply some ointment on her wounds. Is drinking milk tea that urgent of a matter?" Displeased, Summer looked Gianna from head to toe. "I'm instructing my assistant. What does that have to do with you?" The young assistant was so scared that Gianna would make Summer even more angry by speaking up for her. Thus, she hurriedly said, "Miss Aubrey, I'm fine. Let me go. I'll go buy milk tea!" Gianna frowned. Although she knew that this matter really had nothing to do with her, she still couldn't help but want to interfere. Thus, she did not let go of the assistant. Her gaze, which was directed toward Summer, turned cold. "She is your assistant but she is also a human being and in the eyes of her parents, she is also a beloved treasure. She takes care of you every day and follows you around wherever you go, so can't you be a little kinder to her?"

Summer sneered, "I treat her well. Have you ever seen me mistreating her?" Gianna pointed to the swollen bump on the young assistant's head and said, "Then how did she get this injury? Did she hit herself with a glass?" Summer was embarrassed by Gianna's scolding, but she confidently countered, "She is my assistant and I'm the one who is paying her. How I treat her is none of your business. If you have too much time on your hands, you can go scratch the bottom of the wall or fill up some mouse holes, or count ants! Stop poking your nose into my business!"

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