Her face was burning with embarrassment, all thanks to that jerk Felix Shaw, who stuck around wherever he went, mainly because she was totally defenseless against him...
"Don’t talk nonsense, it’s not as serious as you say." Felix Shaw wouldn’t admit it, laughing. He didn’t care, but he did care about his woman’s dignity.
"Nonsense?" Evander Lancaster raised his eyebrows, his hand usually skilled with surgical tools now digging into his trench coat pocket, "I have evidence!"
As he spoke, he pulled out his phone and showed them the inappropriate scenes he had just recorded.
"Look, you literally had third sister-in-law in your arms, and you still won’t admit it," Evander recorded not much of Felix, focusing mainly on the close-ups of Nathan Moore and Titus Zane, "Look how gentle second brother and sister-in-law are, pecking each other back and forth, it’s such a pleasing sight..."
"Let me see quickly!" Seeing the kissing scene between Nathan Moore and Titus Zane on the phone, Felix grabbed the phone excitedly, his peach blossom eyes gleaming as if he was watching an exciting blockbuster.
"Slow down, don’t delete it, or I’ve just wasted my effort." Evander laughed with a hint of mischief, having already backed everything up to the cloud.
Mia Foster also came over, and the couple put their heads together to start watching. In a flicker of the shadow, Nathan Moore had already snatched the phone away.
"If you want to watch, go home and record your own. Watching me and my woman, what’s that about? We’re not actors."
"Second brother, although you and sister-in-law aren’t actors, if you two were to play the lead roles, not to mention the looks, if you were to shoot a kissing scene, even seasoned actors would feel inferior."
Evander continued to tease, then gave Felix a wink, taking advantage of Nathan Moore’s engrossment, they quietly moved closer together.
The scene was very beautiful, as Nathan Moore saw, when he deeply kissed Titus Zane, she even tilted back her face, not avoiding but actively responding to him...
Also, during the kiss, her eyes were always closed, fully engaged...
"Good, transfer it to my phone."
Nathan Moore said, while taking out his own phone, only to find it was out of battery.
He simply confiscated Evander’s phone and put it into his own pocket.
"My phone is out of battery, I’ll give it back to you after the transfer."
"Second brother, just give me the phone, can’t I just email it to you?"
"No way, what if you keep a copy for yourself." Nathan Moore looked ahead, waiting for Titus Zane to return so they could leave together.
Dismissively curling his lip, damn! Buddy has already backed it up!
But he could only think this secretly in his heart, fearing that if he dared say it out loud, second brother might tear him apart.
After waiting for about fifteen minutes and Titus Zane still hadn’t returned, Nicholas Croft’s assistant had already called, planning a celebration party for Beatrice Hargrave to celebrate the successful conclusion of her first solo performance.
After a few more minutes, still no sign of Titus Zane, Nathan Moore told Evander to wait there while he took Titus’s bag and went outside to look for her.
Standing in front of the mirror, Titus Zane’s face was burning hot, avoiding eye contact with people passing by, worried she’d be recognized as the woman who kissed Nathan Moore with such inseparability.
Not until the gymnasium was almost empty did she hesitantly step out of the restroom.
Just around the corridor, she saw that dashing man approaching in a coffee-colored jacket, under which was a sweater matching her’s in color, paired with casual pants that complemented her outfit perfectly.