Meanwhile, Betty stood outside the room, shifting her weight and twirling her leg like a bored child. She had been waiting for Ethan to finish speaking with Anna, but the longer he stayed inside, the more curious she became.
Just as she huffed quietly to herself, she spotted Kevin marching toward her with the stormiest expression she had seen all day.
"Uh… what's with that look?" she muttered under her breath, staring at his flared nostrils and rigid jaw. He looked like a bull ready to charge at whoever dared cross him.
"Sir Kevin, what happened? Weren't you supposed to head to the sets? How come you're back so soon?" Betty asked, her sweet voice snapping him out of whatever furious thoughts he'd been drowning in.
His expression softened only a fraction, but the anger simmering underneath was unmistakable.
