My Ex-Wife Is A Big Shot In Disguise by Lindsay Lewis

Chapter 187

Night fell

The Mountain Fog himing loon was longhal-lit

arme playing a general

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pour tone. There was a bepbre and the dun vellow.

liels illuminated half of the clear fare

Oppriste hom were bright lights

The modem hoes bere built with cement bricks and ties. The people coming and going around were in a hurts carrying out their dis in an enderly m

Madman wood behind the camers and looked at herthind older brother. “Antaine” She suddenly smiles and felt very

“Mr Finiry, look at this composition. Doesn’t it look like a gene from hundreds of years ago guarding this land just so that Isi descendants can live in peace

At the minchelit, the camera st preparing to shoot. The scene happened to be in full view. The bodice seed to have become a dividing line, dividing the past and present

Terence’s paze landed the composition and he was

After a long while he suddenly dapped his thigh I know how to change the script

i movement almost knocked over a few cameras in front of him. Eve innocently

Madison, who was beside him, blinked

sely. Terrace, who was beside her, was still unaware. He looked at her excedly. “Miss Hale, you and this afternoon that there was something wrong with my script I paid too much attention to the fighting scenes and ignored the raeality of the content. What if I added something like this.”

“Me Finity I don’t have any experience in screenwriting Its not good for you to discuss this with me, right? What I sand in the arm was at a casual remark. Dont take it to heart. I’m not a professional”

Terence and wased her hand to indicate that

her sider other in this general style and amply made a remark In addition, when she was learning nary skills from her master in Rose Garden her master had then told his disciples about him being a cookhouse soldie during the war causing

the opportunity to discuss it with be? She was not a professional.

kedly

salud kur the water jangan

Mon, Feb 5

Chapter 187

smiled at him Mr Finley, stop joking. I might as well make two more

it serinly and continued to speak in broken English. That works ton. We can talk

walked towards the cliff of the waterfall. As they

the best actor’s siter, who had been on set for less than a week, their

Madison did not rely on her relationship with Antoine to get

cooked by the production team was really bad. Furthermore, because they were on

rented a

oldy the latter

their director

their food. Although Samuri did not say

could only

all, she was one of the imperial chel successors of the Holland family. There was naturally nothing to say about the taste of her cooking.

there was an additional person in the investor’s lounge. It was the boss

treated Madison differently. He immediately gave the

He was afraid that

time

as they arrived at the filming location, Terence’s aura changed. He exuded a powerful aura as he shouted at

if they were really bluing tought or if they were

the director’s leather chair and crossed her legs as she watched Terence personally guide

the clapperboard, all the staff

script

on the leather than, vaguely sensed that someil who was hanging

the