Hannah Hargrave's intentions were obvious to Nicholas Croft. Such a high-profile, award-winning producer usually walks with an air of superiority in the industry, but in front of him, she was shy and bashful.
However, a man of his stature was never short of admirers, and besides, he already had his little sweetheart.
Thinking of Sophie Foster, the lines on Nicholas Croft's handsome face softened a bit. He nodded slightly, thanked Hannah courteously, but didn't eat the food she had helped to serve him.
The dinner finally ended close to nine o'clock. Henry Hargrave had his own driver send Nicholas Croft back. When he walked into the hospital room, Sophie Foster was still playing on her phone. He strode to the bedside and sat down, saying helplessly, "Lara, you just had surgery. Why aren't you resting earlier?"
