Even a slow-witted middle-aged man could sense sothing was off.
He stopped struggling and looked suspiciously at Charles Seymour, whose aura suddenly turned terrifying.
His mouth was covered, and he silently asked the man wearing sunglasses with his eyes, what’s going on?
This is a situation where you’re asking for trouble!
The man wearing sunglasses glared at him irritably, then awkwardly took off his sunglasses, "Uncle."
"Julian?" Sophie Wilson looked at Julian Campbell in surprise, her gaze falling on the middle-aged man. If he knew Julian, then he wasn’t a scamr.
"Aunt." Julian greeted with a smile, trying to focus his gaze on Sophie Wilson’s face, making an effort to ignore Charles Seymour.
However... his uncle’s imposing aura was hard to ignore.
"This is my friend Benjamin Smith, he’s a screenwriter." Julian tried hard to push Benjamin Smith forward, diligently blocking his uncle’s sharp gaze that felt like a knife.
Benjamin Smith was the one who stirred this ss, so who else was going to be the shield?
"A screenwriter?" Sophie had never encountered people from this industry, and she looked at Benjamin Smith in confusion. How co he didn’t match her imagined image of a screenwriter?
"Ah, so of his works are..." Julian promptly listed a few TV series titles, all of them were highly popular.
The stories were captivating, the characters vivid... they were considered the masterpieces of TV dramas.
"Ah, so those TV series were written by you? Impressive." Sophie looked at Benjamin Smith in surprise. She hadn’t expected to et such a talented screenwriter, "However, Screenwriter Smith doesn’t seem to appear often, always working behind the scenes."
"I don’t like working in the spotlight." Benjamin Smith chuckled and then eagerly asked, "Miss, look, I’m really not a scamr, you’re genuinely the person I have in mind... um..."
Julian quickly covered Benjamin Smith’s mouth again, swearing inwardly, calling him a fool. Don’t drag him down, please?
He wanted to keep living, you know.
Couldn’t he see that his uncle’s expression was beyond unpleasant?
The air was filled with murderous intent.
How oblivious was Benjamin Smith that he couldn’t sense such a strong killing intent?
"What’s going on?" Charles Seymour directly asked Julian.
If he continued listening to Benjamin Smith, he couldn’t guarantee he’d be able to control himself.
Julian swallowed nervously upon hearing this and quickly explained, "It’s like this, I’m about to shoot a TV series, written by him, and there’s a female lead we’ve been unable to find a suitable actress for. We’re really struggling, but he has set his sights on Aunt..."
"...He thinks Aunt is perfect for the role!" Julian quickly added without pausing for breath, afraid that if he delayed even half a second, sothing bad might happen, like... his uncle kicking him halfway to death or sothing.
He was absolutely convinced that regarding Aunt, his uncle’s patience was near the zero tolerance point.
"Really, really, particularly suitable, particularly, particularly suitable!" Benjamin Smith eagerly pulled Julian’s hand away from his mouth and began pitching enthusiastically, "The role seems tailor-made for you, you can definitely bring her to life."
Even with Julian vouching for Benjamin Smith’s identity, Sophie Wilson couldn’t help but be suspicious: "Um, Screenwriter Smith... I’m not really part of the entertainnt circle, but I know actors need to audition, right?"
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