79 Chapter 31 (1/2)

Everyone was panicking and fearful upon the furious roars of the director while Angel got out from the water with the help of her a.s.sistant.

”Angel, are you alright? Your face is so red! Is the water too hot?!” Fey asked, checking Angel up and down.

Angel stared blankly at nothing in particular. Her mind was dominated by the image of the handsome man's face. She muttered, stammering.

”W-Who . . . Who is that man?”

Fey frowned, yet her eyes glimmered in infatuation, her tone in disbelief. ”That's Eric! Our very own Eric! You know, my a.s.sistant!”

Angel's brows knitted, and her mind cleared upon hearing Fey said 'my a.s.sistant' so intimately while she kept rumbling nonstop.

”Who would have guessed that beneath those unappealing gla.s.ses and messy hair laid a demon who could seduce any woman?”

Angel ignored her a.s.sistant and stormed to her dressing room, hurrying to get dress to see Eric once more.

At the side, Evangeline was walking towards the director. Her face was unreadable while the usual haughty smile on her lips was nowhere to be seen. On the outside, she was completely calm, yet all who saw her scurried away when they noticed her unusual severe face and the fury blazing in her eyes.

The director kept rumbling and rumbling to his crew, but when he saw Evangeline was approaching him, the fury and anger he felt were doused by the freezing chilly air she gave off.

”Director!”

Evangeline called.

Straightening his back, the director's face straightaway turned amiable and kind while controlling the trembling of his knees from her intimidating gaze. ”H-how can I help you . . . M-Miss Heart?”

Indecent scenes cramped Evangeline's entire mind while her heart bleeds from betrayal and frustration. She couldn't accept Eric's real appearance was laid bare for everyone to see. And what was more, the one thing kept boiling her blood nonstop to the point of evaporating her innards in fury was the scene where Eric, with all his glory, was being intimate with a woman who was not her! With a woman, she so despised!

Her eyes dimmed, and she hissed through the s.p.a.ce of her grinding teeth.

”I'll be very busy these couple of days. What stated in our contract, I want to do it. Now.”

The director was in a daze, didn't register what Evangeline had said. If what he was thinking was correct, she wanted to start shooting her part . . . this moment?

”Uhmm . . .” The director turned his eyes around, suggesting the scenery and setting were not appropriate for her scene.

Evangeline read the director's thoughts and impatiently said, ”My role doesn't even reach a minute. You can just use a green screen for the backdrop.”

The director, who was hesitating, gradually nodded. ”Alright, Miss Heart. We'll do as you say.”

He clapped his hands and announced, ”Props! Ready the green screen for scene number 47!”

The crew, upon hearing they would be doing a scene which wasn't a part of today's schedule, were momentarily at a loss before the director shot them a gaze. They busied themselves and prepared everything.

Meanwhile, a stylist led Evangeline towards a dressing room to prep her up.

Angel, who wanted to go out and see Eric right away, was stopped by Fey to announced the sudden additional scene today. At hearing her a.s.sistant, Angel's eyes, which were glowing with infatuation, gradually turned dark. She knew all about that scene, for she already memorized the entire script. She was not ignorant at the reason as to why Evangeline invested in her movie and chose that specific role.

Rolling her fingers against her palms, she sneered. Evangeline, let's see if you can have your way then.

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”Why did the director gone berserk and wanted to replace Eric? I think that scene is so perfect.”

”Idiot, that's why the director wanted to replace the man because he is too perfect! Think about it, the smuggled man overshadowing the male lead? What would people think?”

While everyone was busy gossiping, Eric walked out from the dressing room entirely back to his nerdy, geeky self while the two girls, Rise, and the makeup artist, sighed in disappointment mixed with infatuation.

Eric casually resumed doing his job as if nothing happened, ignoring the curious, obsessed gazes' thrown at him while coolly and smoothly avoiding the women who wanted to flirt with him.

While Eric was busy playing cat and mouse with the women, Evangeline and Angel worn their costumes, and for some reason, they also got out at the same time from their respective dressing room. One was wearing a medieval maid costume while the other was wearing a simple, elegant embroidery dress, highlighting their statuses.

Evangeline no longer held her signature smirk. She was in no mood to play games right now. Angel wanted her to retaliate? Then, I will put her in her place!

On the other side, Angel was smiling calmly. Her inner thoughts, however, were having a party for successfully riling Evangeline.

Both of them didn't say anything and positioned themselves in front of the camera while all hushed down.

Even those women who couldn't take away their eyes at Eric changed completely, standing at one side, eagerness in their pupils. Gazing at the two women, their mouths parted, ready to gossip at any moment.

Now, everything made sense as to why Evangeline Heart explicitly chose her role. This irrelevant, thirty-second scene with Angel Lin.

At the side, Eric furrowed his brows, feeling something was not right with Evangeline. He never did saw her, who always had sarcasm on her face, be so serious and . . . scary.

”Alright! Is everyone ready?” the director shouted before he signaled to roll the camera.

SLAP!

Before anyone could react, a resounding slap stunned the whole place. Even the ripples of the spring water turned silent.