"President Land, this, this joke isn’t funny!" The director repeatedly waved his hands.
"Whether it’s funny or not, I’m the one who decides."
He left behind the director, who was dumbfounded like a block of wood, took the towel, and walked into the room.
"Director, President Land, what on earth did he say?"
The assistant director, seeing the director in a daze, was also quite curious about what Asher Land had just whispered in his ear.
"Ah, everyone get ready. In ten minutes, we’ll shoot this scene."
"Huh?" The caraman was also a bit puzzled. "Didn’t President Land just say Miss Smith is on her ’monthly,’ so she can’t shoot..."
Standing to the side, Daniel Hughes secretly rejoiced. It seed he still had a chance with Sophie Smith.
"Young Master Hughes, your scenes for today are finished. If you’re tired, you can head back to rest."
"What? Finished?" Daniel Hughes scoffed. "Isn’t there still a bed scene with Miss Smith to shoot?"
Bed scene?
The director sneered inwardly; such a good opportunity, how could it possibly include you?
"Young Master Hughes, sorry, but for this scene, we found a body double, so you won’t be needed."
"Are you ssing with ?" Daniel Hughes grabbed the director’s collar and pinned him against the wall. "Do you believe I’ll have my father withdraw the investnt right now?"
"Young Master Hughes, be my guest."
Asher Land promised that as long as he got to shoot the scene with the body double, all requests would be granted. So what if Daniel Hughes’s company withdrew its investnt? Didn’t he still have Asher Land backing him?
With this thought, the director straightened up a bit more.
"Young Master Hughes, it’s not that I don’t want to let you and Sophie shoot the bed scene, but President Land won’t allow it. You know, there’s been a lot of gossip in the entertainnt industry recently, saying Sophie and President Land are already married,..."
Even a fool could tell that Asher Land wouldn’t let his woman be touched by another man.
The director brushed off Daniel Hughes’s grip on his collar, cleared his throat, and shouted into the room.
"President Land, are you guys ready? Can we co in?"
Sophie Smith had just tied her bathrobe and was about to head to the dressing room to change when she heard the director yelling outside again.
"Oh, right, forgot to tell you..." Asher Land’s lips curled into a harmless smile. "You can’t leave yet, your bed scene isn’t finished filming."
Still more to shoot?
Sophie involuntarily frowned; she thought she’d dodged a bullet.
"I don’t want to shoot anymore." Sophie, expressionless, dropped a sentence and prepared to walk out.
"It’s not up to you, Miss Smith. A professional actor’s ethic is sothing you should maintain."
He retorted with words she had once said.
Sophie took a deep breath from the bottom of her heart and exhaled.
"Asher Land, do you think watching get intimate with another man is so kind of fun? Sorry, I have no interest in entertaining you."
"Who said I want you to get intimate with another man for my amusent?" He extended his hand, pulled her back a few steps into his embrace, trapping her there.
The domineering aura surrounding her made it hard for her to breathe.
Outside, the director knocked on the door again several tis.
"Co in."
Asher Land replied casually, released her, and Sophie, having just caught her breath, was about to escape from Asher Land’s side when she saw the caraman bringing in the equipnt.
"Sophie, get ready. We’ll start shooting soon."
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