Lorraine Hanson hoped she'd stop messing around; he wasn't going to Dallas.
Grandma got angry and hung up on him. Lorraine Hanson furrowed his brow, a helpless smile crossing his face.
He drove away from the hotel to attend the wrap party of the production. Kindred wrapped smoothly, and everyone got along well. Lorraine Hanson usually rarely attended such events.
This time, his participation showed a lot of respect for the director.
However, he didn't expect that at ten o'clock at night, Grandma called again.
"Hello, where are you?" The moment he answered, a severe voice came through loud and clear from the other side.
Lorraine Hanson just felt his head throb, yet he maintained his patience, "Grandma, can you stop fussing for a while?"
"Stop with the nonsense. Where are you now? Your mother and I are in Hollywood. If you don't talk, I'll have someone turn the whole city upside down!"
