Her Precious Baby

Chapter 75

“A minor role? And she’s willing to accept that? The Denise I know will never accept an offer like this. Apparently, she has no choice since her popularity has dropped significantly,” Angeline sneered after hearing that.

Nevertheless, “The Journey” is trending. Even a minor role can become the next big thing.

Having that thought in mind, she flipped through the script and found that she would be playing a scene with Denise that day and even having an intense fight with her in the storyline.

Back at the Golding residence, Evander was not occupied that day, so he promised to bring Floretta to play in the children’s amusement park in the morning.

The little girl woke up excited. After breakfast, she requested Francesca to pick a beautiful dress for her in the bedroom.

Francesca first applied sunscreen to Floretta’s body and gently admonished, “Ms. Floretta, the amusement park is crowded. Remember to hold Mr. Golding’s hand, and don’t get lost.”

“Okay. Although I’ve yet to attend school, I’m not stupid.” Floretta winked at her, looking particularly adorable. She rummaged through the closet, took out a yellow lace-trimmed maxi dress, and tried it in front of the mirror.

“Francesca, do I look good in this?”

“You look good in anything, Ms. Floretta.”

Floretta flashed Francesca a cheeky grin and put on the dress. Ding-dong! Right then, her phone notification sounded. She immediately flung herself onto the bed, not even bothering to zip up her dress.

It was the custom ringtone she had set for Angeline’s news alert.

Ten minutes ago, Angeline deliberately tweeted the official promotional photo of The Journey with a caption: Mid-worldly homes and hearths, far from hills and rills we part.

Jacob, on the other hand, retweeted her tweet with a reply: None of thee I behold, yet everywhere thou art.

The netizens always thought the duo made a good match. Thus, the duo’s tacit actions immediately became a hot topic on the internet.

“Stop playing with the phone, Ms. Floretta. Mr. Golding is already waiting for you,” Francesca reminded with Floretta’s small backpack in her hands.

Not bothering to reply, Floretta opened the publicity photo and saw the picture of Angeline and Jacob. Her eyes lit up, and her mouth widened in disbelief.

“Oh, my gosh! Angel is collaborating with my prince charming. This is so cool!”

At the end of her words, she left the bed and ran to the dining room downstairs with her phone in hand.

Evander, cladding in a white casual outfit, was focused on the newspaper at the dining table with a cup of hot coffee before him.

“Daddy, can we not go to the amusement park?” Floretta ran toward him barefooted. The zipper on her dress was still down.

Evander frowned at the sight of the little girl. With a serious tone, he reprimanded, “You’re a girl, Floretta. Why did you leave your room without putting on your clothes properly?”

After being scolded, Floretta gazed down at her toes, rubbing her little feet together.

It was then that Francesca hurried over with Floretta’s shoes and helped the latter zip up her dress.

“It’s my fault, Mr. Golding.”

Fortunately, Evander didn’t get angry and replied to Francesca, “It’s okay. Let me do that.” He walked over and took the shoes from her hands.

Then, he picked Floretta up and walked toward the couch in the living room.

“Tell me. Why do you suddenly not feel like going to the amusement park?” he inquired in a deep voice while patiently helping the little girl pat the dust off her feet.

“Daddy, could you please take me to Angel? Jac, my prince charming, is in the same film crew as her. I’m dying to meet him!” Floretta shouted excitedly

Evander was rendered speechless. Jac? Prince charming? What the heck…

Without hesitation, he rejected, “No.”

“Please, I’m begging you, Daddy,” Floretta whined as she tugged at his cuff. “I heard there’s a big beautiful garden at their shooting location.”

Evander helped her put on her shoes and responded indifferently, “So? That’s not your point of interest, anyway.”

“Daddy, you’re so mean!” Floretta, feeling aggrieved, pursed her lips and got down from Evander’s lap.

Knowing how unwavering her father was, she could only hang her head disappointedly. “Ugh… I’m so upset that I can’t watch the kissing scene between Angel and my prince charming.”

Kissing?

The word “kissing” made Evander’s temples throb, and his face instantly fell.

How can a punk like Jacob shoot an intimate scene with Angeline? Won’t the audience feel that it’s incongruous? I bet it will affect the TV station’s viewership later.

At that thought, he said, “Come on. Adjust your clothes, and let’s go.”

A sly glint flashed across Floretta’s eyes when she heard that. She covered her mouth, feeling secretly happy. Daddy is still denying he cares about Angel. I can tell he’s particularly concerned about her.

Soon, it was already noon. The film crew in the filming location was grumbling under the hot sun.

Especially Angeline, who wore multiple-layered traditional clothes. At that moment, she was drenched in sweat. The makeup artist stayed by her side to touch up her makeup from time to time.

After waiting for a while, it was finally her turn to shoot the scene with Denise.

The scene was mainly about Alleria getting the emperor’s attention after becoming a palace maid. Belladonna was jealous of Alleria’s beauty and had the latter arrested to her quarters.

Denise had just complained about the hot weather, yet she couldn’t help but smile smugly at the thought of tormenting Angeline in the film shooting afterward. She made her way to the set with a bamboo fan in her hand. NôvelDrama.Org © content.

Soon, the first take of The Journey scene eight began.

Denise was sitting on a chair when the guards dragged Angeline into her quarters. Looking at Denise in confusion, Angeline pretended to be calm and said in a trembling voice, “What have I done to offend you, Your Grace? Why are you doing this?”

“Shut up!” Denise directly flung the tea on Angeline’s face and slammed the table, scolding angrily, “Did I ask you to speak? How dare a lowly palace servant like you seduce His Majesty!”

Somehow, Angeline looked extraordinarily beautiful, with her face and hair soaking wet from the tea.

She bit her lip hard to hide the resentment in her eyes. Hanging her head, she pleaded, “I’m sorry, Your Grace. Please forgive me.”

Denise scoffed, “That’s not enough. I must give you a lesson today for acting willfully!”

With that, she flung her long sleeves and walked toward Angeline. A menacing glint flashed across her eyes as she raised her hand to slap Angeline.

When her palm was about to reach Angeline’s face, the latter suddenly grabbed her arm.

“Please behave yourself, Your Grace,” Angeline warned grimly. The woman who had been obsequious looked up at Denise suddenly. The hostility in the former’s eyes sent a chill down Denise’s spine.

“You…” Words eluded Denise as she stared into Angeline’s eyes.

Immediately after, Angeline stood up from the ground and glared at Denise. There was no hint of concession in her eyes as she sneered disdainfully, “If His Majesty sees me leaving your quarters with wounds over my face, do you think he will doubt your generosity and kindness and label you as a malicious person instead?”