CHAPTER 570: CHAPTER 570: LET’S SETTLE OUR ACCOUNTS PROPERLY

What kind of program should I come up with for the competition?

Summer Sutton sat on a company lounge chair, her brain cells nearly exhausted from thinking.

"Summer, what are you doing?" Ariella Sawyer walked over, clapped her shoulder with a smack, and sat down beside her.

"Aren’t I worrying about the New Talent Production Contest?" Summer Sutton propped her chin on her hand, staring absentmindedly at the company building above her.

"What are you afraid of? You’re so talented, there’s no reason you can’t make it." Ariella Sawyer wasn’t the least bit worried for her.

"Besides, if you really can’t come up with something, can’t your guy help out? If all else fails, just have Young Master Walyon hire a couple of producers to brainstorm."

Ariella’s meaning was simple—she was essentially encouraging Summer Sutton to cheat and let others do the planning.

Summer Sutton had never seen anyone speak about cheating in such an open and honest way, and was left speechless, "No need, I can do it myself."

"That’s great, you should be confident like that." Ariella Sawyer tidied her clothes and stood up.

"Heading to the set, want to come along? You’re not busy, right?"

At that moment, Summer Sutton indeed had nothing going on, thinking maybe watching the filming might spark some inspiration, so she went with Ariella.

Upon arrival, after sitting for a while, to her surprise, Ryan Walyon was also there.

"Jimmy!" Summer Sutton greeted him and offered him a chair.

"Not busy today?" Ryan Walyon chatted briefly with her after sitting down.

"Not busy, just here to gather some inspiration from the crew." Summer Sutton smiled, "What about you? What brings you here?"

Ryan Walyon paused at her question, seemingly not expecting her to ask that.

An abrupt silence fell between them.

He didn’t answer, and Summer Sutton didn’t press, shifting the topic as her eyes landed on Ariella Sawyer filming, "Little Ariella’s acting is getting better and better, with fewer and fewer NGs."

"Hmm." Ryan Walyon responded to her blandly.

Ariella Sawyer was filming a scene opposite Lorraine Hughes.

In the script, the second female lead confronts the first, requiring Ariella to make things difficult for Lorraine.

Ariella delivered the arrogance of a rich heiress with perfection.

Her scenes were shot quickly without taking much time.

After getting it done in one go within minutes, it was a break.

With Summer Sutton accompanying her today, Ariella seemed to be in a good mood, and after finishing, she skipped over to the lounge area like a fluttering butterfly, poured herself a glass of water, only to freeze at the sight of Ryan Walyon beside Summer Sutton.

The injury on Ryan Walyon’s forehead from last night was still evident, swollen and bruised.

Even from several meters away, Ariella could clearly see the swelling on his forehead.

Staring at him, Ariella suddenly panicked.

He wasn’t here to settle scores with her, was he?

Ryan Walyon seemed to notice the gaze on him, suddenly rising and walking towards Ariella.

Ariella stared at him, retreating several steps in a row.

Her reaction made Ryan Walyon raise an eyebrow.

She didn’t know what he was here for and was on high alert.

Ryan Walyon stood still beside her, his gaze lightly sweeping over her face, asking slowly, "Last night, was it Miss Sawyer who took me home?"

Ariella’s face turned pale, nervously gripping the water cup in her hand.

He really was here to settle scores with her, wasn’t he!