Zachary Redgrave glanced at Zoe Yates, who was busy in the kitchen. "You think I'm that bored? I don't have time to bully him."
"Are you choosing a script?"
"Yeah. I've been cooped up at home reading scripts these past few days. I'm about to die of boredom."
Zoe Yates came out of the kitchen and placed the freshly squeezed juice on the coffee table in front of Laura Lowell. "LoriaLaura, orange juice is a good source of vitamin C. It's good for the baby, you should have some."
"Thank you. You're so thoughtful. Any girl who ends up as your girlfriend will be very lucky."
Zachary Redgrave let out a sneering, sarcastic laugh. "His taste in girlfriends is something else. I can't say I'm impressed. You'd be better off just wishing he dies alone, save him from being corrupted by some tacky old hag."
"Zachary Redgrave, you've got a lot of nerve. You can't even find a girlfriend for yourself, and you have the gall to curse Yates like that."
