Grace Wilson’s heart raced with excitement when she saw Charles Seymour’s reaction.
She thought, what did Sophie Wilson do to deserve such a handsome and wealthy boyfriend?
Isn’t she just a plaything in Charles Seymour’s hands?
See, if she were a legitimate girlfriend, would she be so easily overridden and stopped so domineeringly?
While Grace watched the scene unfold with schadenfreude, Julian Campbell was nearly going crazy with anxiety.
Why does he act so impetuously?
Luckily, Julian came just in time. Charles’s piercing gaze immediately targeted him: "You let her take on such a role? Playing a villain?"
Julian shivered with fear, then quickly looked at the script page in Charles’s hand and hastily explained, "The second female lead isn’t a villain; she’s an undercover agent! She’s posing as a seductress to the second male lead while actually exchanging intelligence to combat crime."
Even with immense courage, he wouldn’t dare let his aunt play a disliked villain.
He wants to enjoy life peacefully and avoid being ripped apart by his uncle.
"Who’s playing the second male lead?" Charles’s question caught Julian off guard, and he instinctively replied, "I am."
As soon as he finished speaking, a terrifying chill surged from his feet to his head, freezing his blood solid and making him shiver internally.
He instinctively looked at the source of danger, his heart trembling endlessly.
Apparently, he somewhat understood why his uncle seemed so frightening.
Because, in the show, his aunt and he were in a relationship...
Nothing substantial actually happened.
Ahem, of course, he didn’t wish for anything to happen.
He’s just questioning why his uncle’s jealousy is so intense?
What wrong did he commit?
Stop staring, or he’ll be the first person killed by a gaze.
Suddenly, Julian felt the piercing coldness ease a little, even warming up, as he looked down in surprise and inwardly berated himself.
Where did the sharp aura go?
Where did it disappear?
Just one touch from Aunt’s arm and it vanishes?
What about manly pride?
Charles paid no mind to Julian’s fluctuating emotions; all his attention was focused on Sophie Wilson.
"I want to try it," Sophie said.
Wasn’t Grace Wilson looking for a new way out? It seemed like Grace wanted to use this to defeat her.
Why should she let Grace succeed?
Moreover, she felt a strong connection to the audition piece and wanted to try it.
Charles said nothing, only pressed his thin lips together.
The oppressive atmosphere around them made everyone feel as if a heavy rock weighed on their chests, making it hard to breathe.
Ophelia Wilson reacted a little faster, speaking with a smile: "It’s best to discuss this thoroughly, or else it’s just wasting everyone’s time."
Sophie Wilson paid no attention to Ophelia, finding her somewhat irritating.
Though she had met Ophelia at the hospital, for some reason, she instinctively disliked her from the first meeting.
"Screenwriter Smith, during my audition, can I have my boyfriend with me?" Sophie asked Benjamin Smith.
"Of course, that’s no problem," Benjamin quickly replied, as long as Sophie auditioned.
Hey, Aunt, Uncle hasn’t agreed yet.
Julian mentally shouted.
"Alright," Charles agreed without hesitation.
So, what was the fierce aura Uncle had just burst in with... all about?