Annie Anne could hear the joy in Olivia Thompson's voice.
After a rustling sound, that tender voice amplified several notches beside Annie Anne's ear.
"Mummy, mummy, what movie are you filming?" Olivia Thompson asked, then, as if remembering something, lowered her voice.
"Ah... Is Mummy working right now? Will Annie disturb Mummy?"
Annie Anne clenched her palm tightly, unaware of her fingernails digging into her flesh.
"Yes... Mummy is filming right now..." Annie Anne did not know how much courage it took to utter those words.
What if her daughter really sensed something amiss? How would she explain?
"Then Annie won't disturb Mummy now; Mummy needs to focus on her work."
Olivia Thompson spoke obediently. Although she wanted to spend more time with her Mummy, the thought of her working made Olivia Thompson reluctant to interrupt.
"Mummy, take care of yourself; Annie loves you," Olivia Thompson said sweetly.
