The Enticing CEO’s Chosen Bride Chapter 696

Chapter 696 

Shawn kicked a chair to the side with a huff, shouting out, “I don’t give a damn about his reputation! I’m the one he stood up today! Look around, our whole crew, more than a dozen people, started preparing early in the morning and he just decided not to show up! And I’m supposed to care about his reputation? He should be glad I haven’t called him out yet!” 

Everyone in the studio was startled by this sudden outburst. They all clammed up, not daring to breathe too loudly. 

“But Shawn, he is…” 

“I don’t give a fuck about who he is! If he can’t be professional, he has no place in this industry“, 

Chloe, standing nearby, pursed her lips and thought to herself. The rumors about Shawn’s bad temper were indeed true. Once you crossed his line, there was no calming him down. 

“Yes…” an assistant stammered in agreement. 

Seeing Shawn like this, Chloe wisely kept her distance. She pulled out her phone and made a call to her company. 

“Can someone find out where Philip is right now?” 

The person on the other end of the line was puzzled but agreed to help. 

In a high–end café, Philip was leisurely sitting in a secluded booth, sipping coffee. 

“Philip, you’re way past the agreed time. Do you think this really okay?” Crysti asked, glancing at her wristwatch again. 

Without even lifting his eyelids, Philip replied, “What’s wrong? If you piss me off, you’ve got to pay the price.” 

Crysti stood there, bitterness in her heart. “Who pissed you off? Glamour, Chopard, the crew, or Miss Jeanette? Philip, Miss Jeanette is really popular right now, many people want to build connections with her. You’re about to start filming and you have your own movie to shoot, don’t you understand how important your reputation is?” 

“Shut up! I have plenty of ways to boost my popularity, and I certainly don’t need to ride Jeanette’s coattails. If it wasn’t for her and Chloe… 

His sentence trailed off, after all, Crysti was still his girlfriend. 

Crysti could read between the lines. It was because of Keira again. 

Crysti clenched her teeth, disappointment written all over her face. “I know you are prideful, but even if you don’t want to ride on Jeanette’s popularity, you should think about your reputation. If the media finds out about this, what will you say?” 

“I’m sick, I don’t feel well. Haven’t you ever skipped class?” 

At this point, Philip’s assistant received yet another call from the filming crew. 

“I’m really sorry, Philip got sick yesterday and he’s on a drip right now. Once he’s finished, we’ll be right over! We’re really sorry.” 

Philip looked at Crysti smugly, “Did you hear that? You’ve been with me for so many years and you’re still so rigid.” 

Crysti’s expression turned cold, no emotion on her face. 

“How long do you plan on dragging this out?” 

“Why the rush? Let’s finish this coffee first.” 

Crysti didn’t say anything else. Instead, her assistant awkwardly stepped forward to remind her, 

“Shawn, the photographer, really hates artists acting like spoiled brats. He doesn’t care about your excuses, you have to fulfill your promises even under extremely difficult circumstances. Once he gets angry, there’s no stopping him…”