The portrayal of Henry Chapman in film and television varies greatly, with a mysterious and unpredictable personality.
In interviews, Henry is reticent, using words sparingly, and maintains a cold and noble deanor, making him the most troubleso subject for journalists.
In the eyes of movie fans and followers, Henry is aloof, mysterious, and powerful—an adored son of heaven. He never appears in the public eye outside of film and promotional activities, naturally adding another layer of mystique to him.
This is also why neither Oliver Scott nor Marcus Shaw is his fervent fan, yet upon eting him, they would still exhibit such a surprised, bewildered reaction.
And right in front—
Indifferent yet polite, proud yet amiable, exuding a friendly deanor, very much like a neighbor’s older brother.
The contrast in image is astonishing and difficult to accept montarily.
"Hello, my na is Oliver Scott."
"Marcus Shaw."
Oliver and Marcus introduced themselves one after the other.
The "two younger brothers" that Nora ntioned before did not leave an impression on Marcus.
Nodding slightly, Henry asked, "Not coming in?"
The door was open, with wind blowing in, and both Marcus and Oliver stood shoulder to shoulder, blocking the entrance.
"Oh."
Oliver pushed Marcus slightly and quickly entered the room.
Marcus followed slowly behind.
*
With an additional guest and a cat at ho, the atmosphere completely changed.
The cat clung to Pedro Langley, and several tis Pedro lifted it away, but as soon as he turned, the cat ran over to tug at his pant leg, only stopping once he held it in his arms.
Henry felt envious, occasionally giving Pedro a cold look, yet had to specifically explain care instructions to Nora.
Whenever Henry and Pedro made eye contact, the atmosphere in the living room seed to freeze.
Sitting on the couch, Henry unzipped his backpack and began to take out cat toys and treats one by one.
Cat wands, toy balls, scratching boards, cat treats... In no ti, the table was filled.
Known for being reserved, Henry was surprisingly patient, introducing each item’s purpose one by one.
Nora listened absentmindedly, half-heartedly, eventually rembering sothing and asked, "What’s its na?"
"Rose."
Standing to the side, Pedro raised an eyebrow upon hearing the na, feeling a weight on his shoulder. Turning to look, "Rose" had already climbed onto his shoulder.
Curiously, Oliver leaned in, "Rose? The Empress Dowager Jiajing’s beloved cat?"
Henry: "Yes."
Marcus asked inexplicably, "What?"
Oliver explained, "Ming Dynasty’s Emperor Jiajing was an avid cat lover, owning many cats. His most beloved one was nad ’Rose,’ eventually conferred the title of ’Coiled Dragon.’ It’s said that when ’Rose’ died, Emperor Jiajing was inconsolable, ordering its burial to the north of Mount Longevity, naming it ’Coiled Dragon Tomb,’ and erected a monunt for worship."
Marcus: "..." so tedious.
Pedro said nothing, sneering at Henry for being such a cat enthusiast.
"ow~"
Affectionately, Rose nuzzled Pedro’s neck, and Pedro, with a sullen face, lifted it into his arms.
Nora watched amusedly.
Pedro: "..."
With just one glance from Pedro, Nora retrieved her gaze and reached into Henry’s all-purpose backpack to take out a box of snacks, "Does the cat eat this too?"
Henry looked at her with an enigmatic gaze and said, "This is a gift for you."
Nora raised an eyebrow.
Hmm, it’s her favorite type of snack.
However, to mix the snacks for her with the cat toys?
Henry took out another item and passed it to Nora, "And this too."
"Oh?"
Nora accepted it with interest.
It was a set of charcoal pencils, a limited edition that Henry had collected two years ago. When Nora visited his house and imdiately took a liking to it, regardless of the money offered, he refused to sell it, insisting on keeping it, forcing Nora to give up.
Unthinkably, over a cat, Henry had brought the set of charcoal pencils as a gift.
Nora chuckled, "Trying to win over?"
Henry urged, "Take good care of it."
On the side, Marcus glanced at Nora, thinking it’s already good if she manages to take care of herself, let alone take care of a cat.
Among the people present, the most attentive Oliver noticed that Henry’s backpack was empty, realizing what was missing, "Where are Rose’s cat food and litter?"
Henry said, "In the car."
Nora, examining the charcoal pencils, suddenly raised an eyebrow and asked with a smile, "Rare occurrence, you can drive?"
"..."
Henry, reaching the limit of toleration, rolled his eyes at her, held back by the thought of Rose, stood up and went out to retrieve the cat food and litter.
Nearby, Marcus and Oliver were montarily stunned, silently making eye contact.
Oliver curiously asked, "’Can drive,’ what does that an?"
Nora said, "He’s scared of driving."
Marcus frowned, "Wasn’t he racing a car in the movie?"
The car racing scene made the audience’s blood boil, incredibly thrilling. It’s said that Henry did the shoot himself, without a single stunt double.
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