Chapter 646 I Didn't Teach My Son Well

In a courtyard of the manor.

The courtyard was covered with all kinds of flowers, and there was a flower rack specially built to prevent these flowers from being damaged. It could be seen that the flowers in the courtyard were usually carefully managed.

Quinton was not only interested in filming, but also in raising flowers.

Raising flowers was like raising a son. His son might be disobedient, but these flowers wouldn't. Director Quinton was sometimes driven mad by his son, so he came to take care of these flower sons and took it to cultivate himself.

At this time, wearing a very simple garden dress, it seemed that Quinton had just taken care of the garden. Seeing that Lenny came with Cassandra and Daniel, Quinton couldn't help but look at Cassandra.

Daniel only said that he had a friend who wanted to see him, but he didn't expect that this friend was Samuel, the rival in love of his own son, Lenny.

He couldn't help but sigh, 'sometimes it's the bitch fate who tortures people.'

However, Quinton could look at the bright side of things. He knew his son best. Even if Martin was really blind to choose Lenny, it would not be a permanent solution.

Quinton stood up in person and invited the two to sit down. With a straight face, Lenny sat down beside him with his legs crossed, and his eyes fell on Cassandra as if they were holding a steel knife.

With a modest attitude, Quinton personally poured tea for the two of them. With his slightly wrinkled finger pulps, he gently rubbed the edge of the cup and said politely, "Daniel said he wanted to introduce a friend to me, but I didn't expect it to be Mr. Samuel. Mr. Samuel, you have been very happy recently. Why do you want to see me, such a bad old man?"

Cassandra smiled, "I'm flattered, director Quinton. I'm just lucky. I can't even compare with you."

"A flatterer!" After saying this, L

se don't get me wrong. Johnny is indeed my apprentice. But when it comes to filming, he has his own mind. I did intend to train him before, but he has always been reliable and he has refused me. You should have known it, Mr. Samuel."

Cassandra, "I do know that, so I just want to ask you to give director Johnny another chance. You must be clear in your heart that director Johnny is the only person who is suitable to inherit your mantle. His character is not only precious in this circle, isn't it?"

After a moment's silence, Quinton said, "You are right, but I don't have the right to make the decision. I once said that as long as he comes back, I can accept it at any time."

Hearing this, Cassandra breathed a sigh of relief, "In that case, thank you, director Quinton."

Quinton stared at Cassandra, "Even if I agree, but how can you persuade him?"

Johnny had the same temper as him. As long as he was determined to do something, he couldn't change his mind, and even he couldn't persuade Johnny. Could Samuel really do it?

Raising her eyebrows slightly, Cassandra said, "This is what I have to consider. Don't worry, director Quinton."

"I know it's an abrupt question, but... Can you tell me why you care about Johnny so much? "