"Have you forgotten that you still have a lot of things to handle, these, these, and these! How can you just leave everything and come running here? Okay, even if you have movies to handle and focus on, at least give me a call! I'm your secretary, Ed! I need to arrange your schedule! If you keep doing this, how am I supposed to adjust?" Ivanka gritted her teeth and asked after slamming a stack of papers on the desk in Universal's studio office.
"Hmm... Innie, you're so full of anger... rushing into my office... just for this?" Adrian blinked, reclining in his high-backed chair.
Ivanka immediately frowned, "Do you think it's not enough, Ed?"
"No, I just..." Adrian rubbed his fingers on his head, "Okay, I meant to say, I left you a note, right on your desk."
"Really?" Ivanka showed a surprised expression.
