Son-In-Law Madness

Chapter 910 Teagan Is Always Punctual

Gina did not know what Donald was capable of, but Weston knew.

When he heard what Donald said on the phone, he knew the show was about to begin.

Weston and Donald stood still like statues. Neither of them was taking the money nor leaving. Dash was provoked.

He pulled out his baton and glared at Weston. In an unfriendly tone, he said, “Mr. Tanner, there's only one minute left. Either you and your friend leave right now, or we'll throw you out. Make your choice.”

Weston remained silent.

While Dash was about to lose his temper and take action against Weston, a screeching sound of brakes suddenly came from outside.

Gina furrowed her brows.

In order to protect the entire filming location of Dynasty Studios, vehicles were strictly prohibited. Not to mention driving at such high speed.

As she was about to go outside to find out who was the daring driver, a black Mercedes-Benz crashed through the studio wall with a loud bang and burst into the set.

Since the studio wall was made of filler material, the driver was not hurt when the vehicle banged in.

The door of the Mercedes-Benz opened, and a man wrapped in a bathrobe stumbled out of the car.

“Mr. Fountain?”

When Gina, Dash, and all the other staff finally saw who the man was, they were left dumbfounded.

“Mr. Fountain?”

When Gina, Dash, and all the other staff finally saw who the man was, they were left dumbfounded.

How could Teagan, the big boss of Dynasty Studios, come in like this?

What came next threw everyone off their guard—Teagan went to kneel in front of Donald with a thud.

“Mr. Campbell, I'm not late, am I? Oh, I made it just in time. Exactly within the five-minute mark,” Teagan said.

With a forced smile on Teagan's face, he cautiously looked at the watch on his wrist while facing Donald.

Everyone around was stunned.

The boss of a big film studio spoke in such a humble tone to Donald! Just who exactly is Donald?

Donald chuckled when he saw how disheveled Teagan was in his bathrobe. “Well, Mr. Fountain, you seem to live quite comfortably. Which spa did you just come out from?”

Teagan quickly responded. “Just Teagan, Mr. Campbell. Please call me Teagan. It's just that work has

been stressful, so I relax occasionally. But when I knew you were looking for me, I came over immediately.”

Donald glanced at the car that stopped inside the studio and said casually, “That's true. Teagan, you have always been very punctual.”

Fawningly, Teagen replied, “Oh, it was nothing. There's no way I would be late to meet Mr. Campbell.”

Donald shifted his gaze to Gina.

Gina's legs trembled, and she nearly collapsed on the ground.

In the past, Gina had only seen Teagan at the annual meeting from afar. He was the big boss among all the other bosses.

Yet, in front of Donald, he was so humble. He even asked Donald to call him Teagan.

Goodness gracious, just who was this Donald? And where did he come from?

“Well, Teagan. This whole situation isn't that complicated. We just wanted to film here. We had already signed all the contracts, and we didn't expect someone else to occupy the set. The person standing over there is your employee. Right? She chose to pay the penalty rather than let us film here. I just have a question for you, Teagan. Are you not planning to make money with this film studio of yours?” Content rights belong to NôvelDrama.Org.

While Teagen was listening to Donald, he was so terrified. His cold sweat trickled down his forehead.

As the boss of the film studio, he was well aware of its usual practices.

However, what he did not expect was that he had been put on the spot.