The make-up assistant was taken aback. Mr. Johnson can attract attention too? Mr. Johnson is polite to everyone, but just polite, to the extent that she's never seen him play it coy and pretend to be wronged like he does now. She blinked, a bit dumbfounded by what she was seeing. Amanda Fuller walked in and saw the make-up assistant standing dumbly at the door. She walked over, "What are you doing standing here? How's the makeup removal going for Aurelia?" "Ah! I… well… he…" the make-up assistant was startled and pointed inside helplessly. Seeing Nathan Johnson, Amanda raised her eyebrows. What was this man up to? Just as she was about to go over, the make-up assistant grabbed her arm, "Hey, Amanda, what are you doing?" "I'm going over to see what this man is up to. How can he just casually walk into the women's make-up room?" "That's our Mr. Johnson," the make-up assistant quickly explained, fearing that Amanda's fiery temper would precede a scolding. "Mr. Johnson? Which Mr. Johnson?" "He's one of our investors, seems to know Aurelia." Amanda thought for a moment and sent a text to Mason Nightshade. Poor Mason, there are so many rivals in love. "Mr. Nightshade, if you don't show up soon, your wife will be snatched away." Just after sending the message, a message from Foster Fuller popped up, "Are you up to something bad?" Amanda was startled. Is her brother like a mind-reader? How could he sense what she was thinking from an ocean away? "What bad thing? Clearly a good deed! I'm helping my idol's husband to pursue my idol." Okay, she also felt the logic was a bit off. "Don't doubt my intelligence! My intelligence is above average among ordinary people!" Of course, it's incomparable to a genius like him. Foster chuckled affectionately and replied, "It's better to stay out of other people's business; after all, it's their own relationship, and they should sort it out themselves." Amanda pouted. Her brother is rational and a bit detached, only caring about her and his own affairs, viewing everything else from a profit standpoint. "Hmph, not talking to you!" She put away her phone and approached Aurelia Shaw, "Aurelia, what's going on?" She gave Nathan Johnson an unfriendly glance, "I just stepped out to take a call and didn't expect a stranger to come and disturb you." Nathan glanced at the make-up assistant, seeming to know she'd revealed his identity to this woman. He sized Amanda up and lingered for a moment at her ample chest. "I'm Nathan Johnson, one of the investors in this film, here to check on the shooting progress. Don't misunderstand, I'm a fan of Aurelia. Are you her agent? You must be a fan too, right? Every character she plays is so lovable." "Is that so?" Amanda replied with a sarcastic smile, "Does that also include the ugly roles and villains she played before?" Nathan was taken aback. Amanda rolled her eyes inwardly, huh, clearly, he hasn't seen my Aurelia's earlier work, yet he claims to be a fan, phooey! "Mr. Johnson," Aurelia spoke up, "I really have appointments today, so I can't join you for dinner, but I believe you already have plenty of company, don't you?"