My Secret Billionaire Husband-Chapter 2761 - 2769: Never Encountered Such a Thing

Joanna Lawrence had been sleeping ever since she got in the car, so she had no idea how much pressure the staff following them were under.

Ashton Heath parked the car, and seeing that Joanna was still sleeping soundly, he didn’t plan on waking her up.

He opened the car door, got out, and gently closed the door again.

The staff member who had just gotten out of the car saw that only Ashton got out and Joanna hadn’t come out yet. Even though they were a bit afraid of this Big Shot, they mustered up the courage to ask, "President Ashton, where’s Ms. Joanna?"

Ashton Heath glanced at the car with an indifferent expression, "She’s asleep."

Staff member: "..."

Asleep?

But right now, aren’t we still filming the show and live streaming?

From Ashton’s actions, it was clear that he intended to let Joanna continue sleeping.

But if she continued like this and slept for four or five, or even six or seven hours before waking up, were they supposed to wait for her the whole time?

How was the shooting supposed to go on like that...

The staff member could only muster up the courage again and carefully asked, "So when will Ms. Joanna wake up? President Ashton, can you wake her up? If she’s sleeping, we can’t continue filming."

"Then just wait." Ashton Heath turned his head, his voice cold and distant, "She got up too early this morning and didn’t sleep well. Let her sleep a bit longer." 𝒻𝑟ℯℯ𝑤𝑒𝑏𝑛𝘰𝓋𝑒𝓁.𝒸𝑜𝘮

The staff members collectively froze, and after a few seconds, they said nervously, "But we are still live streaming right now. If Ms. Joanna is sleeping in the car, there won’t be any content for our live stream."

Joanna slept for a few hours on the car.

Viewers in the live stream also watched her sleep for a few hours.

Some viewers had already expressed their dissatisfaction, complaining in the live stream chat.

As staff members, of course, they still needed to consider the viewers’ feelings.

"Then turn it off," Ashton Heath said matter-of-factly, "and start again when she wakes up. You can film the others."

Several staff members were dumbfounded.

After all, they had never encountered such a situation.

The live streams were always on around the clock, broadcasting until the lights went out and the artists went to bed.

Nobody had ever turned it off halfway through.

Moreover, the number of viewers in Joanna’s live stream was so high that choosing to turn it off at this time would likely lead to questions from the higher-ups later on.

But with the Big Shot insisting on letting his wife sleep longer, nobody dared to wake Joanna up at this moment.

Just when the staff members were unsure what to do, the car door opened, and Joanna emerged, yawning and covering her mouth.

She got out of the car, rubbed her eyes, then slowly walked over to Ashton’s side: "Are we there? Why didn’t you wake me up?"

"Mhm, we’re here."

Her hair was a bit messy from sleeping. Ashton stroked it and straightened it for her at the same time.

Completely different from his previous cold and distant attitude towards the staff, he gently patted Joanna’s head with a tone of indulgence, "Seeing you sleep so well, I didn’t want to wake you up. I wanted you to sleep a little longer."

"How long have I been asleep?" Joanna turned to look at the staff standing nearby and said a little embarrassedly, "You guys haven’t been waiting for me too long, have you? Ashton, you should have woken me up earlier."

The staff nearby breathed a sigh of relief when they saw Joanna coming out of the car.