This comment made everyone laugh, and they all expressed a willingness to be bought off.
Taking advantage of the break, Sparkle found a spot where there was no one around and dialed Evan Saint's number.
As soon as the call connected, Evan Saint's deep, pleasant voice came from the other end: "Have you eaten on time?"
"It's really you."
"Not satisfied with the lunch?" Evan Saint slightly furrowed his brow, already considering changing the restaurant.
"No, just wondering why you ordered lunch for me?"
"To ensure you eat on time."
Sparkle felt embarrassed.
That's a rich person for you, ordering meals for the entire crew just to make sure she eats on time.
"Why so quiet?" Evan Saint leaned back in his chair, gently massaging his temples. Listening to her voice, his fatigue eased considerably.
"Nothing, thank you for the lunch. It was delicious, everyone was very happy."
"Hmm."
"I have to get back to filming later, so I'll hang up now."
"Mrs. Saint."
"Huh?"
