"Miss Vaughn, Finn, what are you two doing here?"
Faye Vaughn turned around. It was Second Young Master Vincent Hawthorne.
He was wearing a three-piece suit with a matching, bespoke, handcrafted overcoat, his figure tall and slender.
On his refined and handsome face, he wore his usual pair of silver-rimmed glasses.
He narrowed his eyes slightly, his scrutinizing gaze sweeping between the two of them.
"Second Brother?"
Finn Hawthorne raised his eyebrows. "Are you here at the set to see Vivian?"
Vincent Hawthorne didn't answer.
Finn Hawthorne scoffed. "Big Brother is here. You should just save yourself the trouble."
Vincent Hawthorne ignored him and turned to Faye Vaughn. In a polite yet distant tone, he said, "Miss Vaughn, we need to discuss the legal clauses of your management contract in person."
His tone was strictly business.
But Faye Vaughn knew perfectly well that there were no legal issues for them to discuss.
There was only the matter of her stand-in services.
