At this moment, he really wished he could rush onto the stage, pull Sophie Wilson into his arms, fiercely cover her crimson lips, tear her dress apart, and take a good look at what kind of enchantress she truly was.
Otherwise, how could she make him so obsessed, arousing the deepest desires within him, making it impossible to extricate himself?
Sophie Wilson’s charm was not merely the simple allure of a woman; it carried a tenacity amidst endless seduction.
Her allure had strength, like a blooming rose with thorns on the edge of a cliff, to be admired from afar but not trifled with.
Moreover, as Sophie Wilson danced to the back, she suddenly leaped off the stage, her eyes seductively gazing as she danced and walked straight towards someone.
The extras below the stage spontaneously stepped back without any direction, making way for Sophie Wilson.
Those extras continued to wave their arms enthusiastically, jumping in excitement, letting out bursts of shrill screams.
There was no need for the director to say anything; the cameraman instinctively aimed the lens at Sophie Wilson, immediately finding the perfect angle to capture all her enchantment.
James Reed’s palm was already sweaty, damp.
The weather was supposed to be quite cool by now, yet he felt unbearably hot at this moment.
Especially Sophie Wilson’s nimble dance moves, each step seemed to strike directly at his heart, making it pound fiercely.
He swallowed hard, using immense willpower to suppress the urge to rush forward.
Every cell in his body was clamoring to capture that enchantress.
He took a deep breath, intending to calm his excited emotions, only to find that the air was filled with her sweet, tempting aroma, making him even more excited.
Tremors ran from the base of his spine all the way to the top of his head, causing James Reed’s heart to flutter.
He even looked at Julian Campbell with a tinge of jealousy, wondering why Sophie Wilson’s eyes only ever sought out Julian Campbell?
The person she should be looking at was him, not Julian Campbell... His jealous gaze fell on Julian Campbell, suddenly widening his eyes.
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Julian Campbell definitely shook the most dramatically, not just his heart and limbs, his whole body trembled.
Not only was he trembling, but he was also breaking out in a cold sweat.
Damn, Aunt has so much allure... Such an alluring Aunt, looking at him with deep affection... Wouldn’t his Uncle beat him to death?
Julian Campbell tried hard to recall how much coverage his accidental insurance provided, whether it was enough to support his parents in the future.
His father only had him!
According to the script, Sophie Wilson got closer to Julian Campbell, whose knees were now weak, eyes widened as his inner self screamed frantically: Don’t come any closer, don’t! He still wanted to live, didn’t want to be beaten to death by his Uncle!
Julian Campbell watched in horror as Sophie Wilson stretched out her arm, reaching towards him... then past him.
Sophie Wilson threw herself enthusiastically at Charles Seymour: "How did you get here so quickly?"
She had thought she wouldn’t see him until she got back to the hotel.
It had been so many days; she missed him so much, so very much!
Having just danced intensely, Sophie Wilson was all warm and flushed, and Charles Seymour felt like he was holding a big warm treasure. The damp heat brushed against his ear, making him itch.