Chapter 694 I'm Sorry for Him

Outside the Chinese restaurant.

A black Bentley car stopped at the roadside. When Victor came out of the restaurant, he saw the black Bentley car at a glance.

Victor frowned slightly and immediately looked away, pretending not to see the Bentley car. When he was about to make a detour to the parking lot from the other side, a deep and teasing voice suddenly sounded behind him.

"Victor, do you really not see me or are you going to make a detour?" Quinton had always been serious, especially on the film set. But at this moment, the middle-aged man's face was full of ridicule.

After taking a pause, Victor turned to look at Quinton, took out a cigarette and lit it. Then he walked towards him and said, "You are here to stop me on purpose."

As Quinton opened the door of the passenger seat with hands, he naturally reached out and pinched the cigarette in Victor's mouth. "I've told you many times that smoking is bad for your health. You're getting old, but you still don't know how to take care of yourself."

Blue veins stood out on Victor's forehead. With a wry smile, he passed Quinton and sat on the passenger seat.

As soon as Quinton closed the door, he made a detour to get on the car. While starting the car, he asked, "Where are you going? Home or hotel? "

Victor had a bad habit. When he couldn't write a script or get inspiration, he would go to the hotel to lock himself up and didn't allow himself to sleep. He would keep busy as if he was crazy. He wouldn't fall asleep until he was exhausted. When he woke up, he would definitely have new inspiration.

Except for Quinton, no one knew that he had such a quirk.

Victor closed his eyes, "Go home."

Turning to look at him, Quinton asked, Did Roger ask you for the Golden Sand Award?"

Hearing this, Victor kept silent for a while. He habitually took out a cigarette, but did not light it. He just held it in his hand and played with it. "Well, it seems that his target is Samuel."

Quinton shook his head and said, "I'm afraid the target is not Samuel, but Cassandra. If I'm not wrong, he shoul

. Be careful on the way."

Without saying a word, the door was closed. Victor walked to the gate of the villa, opened the door and walked in. He didn't sigh silently and lit the cigarette until he heard the sound of the car disappeared outside.

The Cigarette fire was flickering in the darkness. It was not until the cigarette was burnt out that he stubbed it out and quietly walked into the hall.

In a twinkling of an eye, it was the Golden Sand Award ceremony. Cassandra's hands hadn't recovered yet, and the bandage was still hanging on her neck. Wherever she went, she was the key object of protection.

The Golden Sand Award had been held for so many years, but it was the first time that someone had come to the award ceremony with an injured arm and a strong spirit.

Early in the morning, Cassandra asked Greyson to send her to pick up Peggy, and then to meet Johnny and Jack, and then to the scene of the Golden Sand Award ceremony.

The award ceremony was held in a five star hotel in the capital city. As expected, this hotel belonged to the Lu Group, and the Lu Group's FX International Group and several luxury companies were also the major sponsors of the ceremony.

When Cassandra and the others arrived at the scene, it was not too early or too late. As soon as the car arrived, they heard screams and shouts, many fans rushed to the scene early in the morning.