She was stunned for a mont, only then did she realize that his expression was strange.
"You like this type?" He asked casually, but his gaze, sohow, had a dangerous edge!
With a shiver, she looked at him and stuttered, "Are you... um, jealous?"
"What do you think?" His lips curved into a smile, as bright as spring sunshine, yet making her feel even more uneasy.
Mabel Quinn shook her body, now more certain that the CEO was indeed jealous, except... this jealousy was almost ridiculous.
"He’s just an actor, I’m just looking at him from a screenwriter’s perspective, totally free of personal feelings. He’s definitely not my type; I like soone like you. You’re much more handso than him!" At tis like this, Mabel Quinn could only put her pride aside; pleasing the CEO was the most important thing.
"Really? Then tell , exactly where am I more handso than him?" His handso face leaned closer to hers.
At this close distance, she saw his face more clearly, especially now with the alluring expression he had. Suddenly, Mabel Quinn had the urge to have a nosebleed.
"You... are taller than him." Mabel Quinn murmured, suddenly imagining that if he were in ancient tis, he would definitely be a massively appealing figure!
"..." Kyle Kinston’s face darkened, "Height?"
Mabel Quinn quickly realized he was asking about looks, but she ntioned height instead, so she sheepishly chuckled, "You... your nose is more prominent, your eyes are prettier, your lips are sexier, and even your eyelashes are longer... really, every part of you is better than him!"
She nodded vigorously, as if to prove she was telling the truth.
Seeing that he was still staring at her, Mabel Quinn took a deep breath, cupped Kyle Kinston’s face in her hands, and kissed him on the lips, choosing to prove her words through action.
As much as he loved her, he wanted her to only care about him. And she, too, was expressing her care in her own way.
She loved him. At this mont, he knew that without a doubt. His beloved was captivated by him.
Love him more, be more enchanted by him, that’s what he hoped for!
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With the press conference coming up soon, Mabel Quinn and Alice Conley were busy with the film’s promotional slogans and synopsis, among other related writings, over the past few days.
Since Alice Conley was pregnant and her morning sickness seed to be getting worse, Mabel Quinn took on the bulk of the workload herself.
Alice Conley felt a bit embarrassed and said, "Sorry, Mabel, although the project is supposed to be both of ours, you are the one who’s been busy."
"No need to feel sorry, it’s a critical ti for you," said Mabel Quinn. "By the way, there’s a poster shoot tomorrow. Are you going to be there? The photographers hope we, the screenwriters, can go and communicate with them about the feel of the film."
"Absolutely!" Alice Conley quickly responded, "I’m pretty into Lucas Finley lately. I was both surprised and thrilled to find out he was starring in our short film!"
Lucas Finley was the actor Mabel Quinn had previously had high hopes for.
In the afternoon, they arrived at the poster shoot location, where the main actors were. They t with the photographer, communicated a bit, and got to know the main actors.
Later, while filming, Alice Conley, with flushed cheeks, asked Mabel Quinn, "Of these photos, which one do you think looks best? I plan to pick one to ask Lucas Finley for his autograph."
Upon looking, Mabel Quinn saw Alice Conley had a dozen photos of Lucas Finley, feeling speechless, "How do you have so many of his photos?"
"The small supermarket near my house sells them. Once I knew Lucas Finley was doing our short film, I went and bought this bunch. I thought asking for all autographs seed excessive; maybe just start with one."
"..." Mabel Quinn admired her friend; at this mont, her friend didn’t seem like a screenwriter but a fangirl.
Thinking back, it was just like the old days in the dorm room where Alice Conley would follow celebrities, though not excessively. In truth, often Alice Conley was more intrigued by the character they played than the actor themselves.
"This one seems good." Mabel Quinn helped select a photo.
"Alright, this one it is." Alice Conley declared, and after the shoot ended, she approached Lucas Finley, successfully obtaining his autograph.
As they left the studio, Alice Conley kept gazing at the signed photo, gushing about how Lucas Finley not only looked good but also had impressive handwriting.
Suddenly, a car pulled up in front of Alice Conley and Mabel Quinn, causing them to stop, and Dorian Howards exited the car.
"Mabel, sorry to interrupt, but could I borrow Alice for a mont?" Dorian Howards asked.
"Uh..." Mabel Quinn glanced at her friend, trying to gauge her thoughts.
Alice Conley blinked at Dorian Howards, "How did you know I was here?"
"I asked your Studio’s Co-worker," he replied.
Okay, she had asked a silly question, "Whatever you need to say, you can say it here anyway; Mabel’s not an outsider."
In truth, she felt instinctively apprehensive about being alone with him, as that made her unable to control herself, unsure of how to deal with their relationship.
"Alright then!" Dorian Howards stated directly, "I want to discuss our marriage!"
Thump!
The photo in Alice Conley’s hand dropped to the ground, while next to her, Mabel Quinn’s eyes widened in shock. Marriage? Dorian Howards wants to marry Alice?
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