Time Travel to Become Your Sweetheart novel Chapter 373

Baron had been so mysterious and never appeared in newspapers, magazines, or online news. So Lena was even more curious.

Hazel's phone suddenly rang when she was halfway through her food.

Hazel lowered her head and looked at the unknown number on her phone screen. After hesitating for a moment, she pressed the answer button.

"Hello."

Judging from the voice, it was a male around forty years old. He spoke very politely but sounded a bit intimidating.

"Are you the actress, Hazel? I am your new manager, Kyle Dieter."

After a simple self-introduction, Kyle continued, "Now I will tell you your schedule for the next three days. Please take a pen and write it down."

Hazel said yes, hurriedly fetched a pen and paper, quickly wrote down her schedule, and double-checked it.

Without saying one single unnecessary word, Kyle hung up the phone.

The schedule for the following three days wasn't tight. There were three projects that needed a supporting role. They had chosen Hazel and the pay was quite good.

Her last manager often took commissions from the pay. This had almost become an unwritten rule between managers and actors. Only big stars didn't have to abide by this rule.

The projects that Kyle got Hazel were very suitable for her, and judging from the pay, he did not take kickbacks.

But probably because the kickbacks were too little. After all, he used to be one of the best in the industry and was said to be rich.

Her luck had finally turned. Hazel's heart raced and she felt the heat on her face with her hand.

She finally had work now. Hazel was both happy and worried.

The next day, Hazel woke up early and looked at the calendar. She found that it was a lucky day.

She made breakfast and put it in the pot to keep it warm so Lena could have a hot meal after the night shift.

After washing up and dressing up, Hazel went downstairs.

It was 7:50, more than an hour to go before 9:30, the audition time. The time allowed her to take the subway there.

Hazel didn't like to be late. Plus, she was only a nobody. She needed to be punctual to leave a good impression on the directors and producers.

Suddenly...

She heard car horns.

Hazel turned around and saw that it was Dave who honked the horn. She said hello to Dave.

"Get in."

The black Mercedes-Benz seemed out of place in this dilapidated neighborhood. Men and women who were exercising in the morning were looking at Hazel curiously. They did not remember there was such a beautiful woman.

"No, I'll go to the audition. I'll take the subway."

Hazel was relieved that there was no one in the back seat. It seemed that the always expressionless Baron wasn't here.

The last month or so felt like a dream to her. But she could still feel the scars left by the bullet, so she knew everything had really happened.

"Get in the car. It's an order from Mr. Floyd."

Dave got off the car and opened the car door for Hazel like a gentleman. Then he returned to the driver's seat.

On the other night, Baron had given this car to Hazel.

A full-time driver was supposed to be assigned to this car. But Baron had gone abroad for business and did not have time to deal with this thing so he asked Dave who had no work at the moment to do this job for the time being.

"No need."

Hazel had almost forgotten it. But she could barely support herself. She didn't have money to hire a driver.

"It's Mr. Floyd's order."

Dave turned around and looked at Hazel seriously. He was even more certain that there was something going on between her and Mr. Floyd.

What else did he not know? Mr. Floyd told him that Hazel's driver was the Floyd Group's employee and would get all the benefits.

That meant that Mr. Floyd regarded Hazel as one of his own. Anyway, that was what Dave thought.

At eight o'clock, it was the rush hour in City J. Even though Dave was familiar with the city and kept taking shortcuts, traffic jams couldn't be avoided.