"Then find a stunt double. I remember you have a fight scene next week, but with your arm like this, it won't work."
Rae Zander furrowed her brows, glanced at Olivia Song's arm, and spoke.
Olivia Song felt a bit swayed inside but hesitated, "Isn't it bad to find a stunt double?"
Rae Zander shrugged indifferently, "What's bad about it? You're the heiress of the Song Group. What if you get hurt during the fight scene? Besides, your family is the biggest investor in the production now."
She was right.
Olivia Song's eyes lit up. She could use a stunt double for the fight scenes, handling the rest herself.
However.
"Where can I find a stunt double in such a short time?"
Olivia Song frowned, sounding a bit disappointed.
"Leave it to me!" Rae Zander patted her chest and gave her a mysterious smile.
...
"Mr. Sia, here's what you requested."
Charles Jordan placed the cardboard box next to the sofa and addressed the man sitting at the dining table.
