Billionaire’s Missing Darling by Theresa Wilde

Chapter 632

“What a busybody! Kelly bellowed in her mind.

Kelly pursed her lips. This was originally her own room where she could come and go as she pleased. Now, not only was it occupied, but she also lost her freedom.

She turned around and smiled at Ian. “Mr. Walter, I’m going out to discuss the script with the screenwriter.”

‘She wants to leave!‘ Ian exclaimed inwardly. He felt frustrated, and his eyes reddened uncontrollably. ‘Doesn’t she want to stay with me? Doesn’t she know how much I missed her?‘

Ian’s heart was about to break. It hurt so much.

He was like a puppy that had been cruelly abandoned by its master.

He turned his head away, not wanting Kelly to see his red eyes, but his shoulders trembled uncontrollably.

Kelly was a little stunned. She looked at lan in confusion, wondering, ‘Is he unhappy?”

She took two steps back. For some reason, she felt a little guilty. She explained weakly, “This is my first movie. I want to make it better. I don’t understand the role well enough, so I want to communicate with the screenwriter.”

‘It’s just a movie!‘ she complained inwardly.

The darkness in lan’s eyes slowly condensed into something obscure. It was thick and contained a destructive desire.

He wanted to destroy the movie and all the people and things that had attracted Kelly’s attention.

second before Ian immediately came back to his senses.

his eyes and suppressed

this,’ he told himself. ‘Kelly would be

and his aura instantly changed. At the

turned around, a loving look in his eyes. His tone was gentle as he said,

silent exclamation of surprise. She suddenly widened her eyes and looked at Ian in disbelief. ‘What’s wrong with him?‘

the last time she was so excited to learn acting from the performing teacher that she delayed having dinner with Jan.

she had a big fight with Ian. She felt that

nature, human rights, or respect at all. He could not

gave the order to break the performing teacher’s legs.

tone and uncommunicative gaze, she could only

“I’m sorry. Don’t hurt the teacher. I won’t argue with you anymore, and I won’t

Ian leaned over

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still remembered that kiss. It was ice–cold, and the coldness kept invading her heart.

not expect him to be so considerate

and asked tentatively, “Don’t you think that the

replied in a considerate tone, “The script is the soul of a movie. The screenwriter is the person who understands the script the best. How can they be annoying?

if we talk for too long and I come back late, forgetting to bring you

palms. After a long time, he said, “This means

she exclaimed inwardly.

As she walked toward the door, she kept looking back