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”

her hand to indicate that she was unable to

when she was learning nary skills from her master

Terce would take the opportunity to discuss it with be? She was not

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make two more side dishes for you than

works ton. We can talk while eating, its perfectly far! Youngsters should be brave enough to

and walked towards

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

which, Madison did not rely on her relationship with Antoine to

cooked by the production team was really bad.

or rented a special stove

oldy the

their director

mention that slar could not eat the food from the production team, Jor had a picky personality and was even more dndainful of their food. Although Samuri did

could only cook

about the taste of her cooking. When the dishes were still in the pot, the fragrance made

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

Madison differently. He immediately gave the best seat in

team was filming in a closed setting, the internet speed in the mountains was exceptionally slow. He was afraid that Madison would be bored and showed the script to her. This was what led to the previous conversation about this script

now was not the time to discuss

aura changed. He exuded a

wonder if they were really bluing tought or if they were

leather chair and crossed her legs as she watched Terence personally

clapperboard, all the staff started hang

script

vaguely sensed that someil who was hanging from the wire

the young