Female NovelAs they conversed, Harrison approached from the opposite direction.
He glanced at Rena respectfully, addressing her as Mrs. Fowler.
Wanting to keep their subtle connection discreet, Rena nodded subtly and followed Flora to the backstage dressing room.
Flora was astute and perceptive.
She thoughtfully poured a cup of tea for Rena, who sipped it graciously while Flora gazed out and commented, “That young man is quite handsome.
I’ve heard there are numerous women who desire to captivate him but he keeps his private Life well-guarded.”
Rena had heard similar rumors recently.
With a serene smile, she acknowledged Flora’s words.
Winking playfully, Flora added, “I believe he is quite smitten with you. His eyes have been fixed on you. If you truly have no interest, I might consider making a move.”
Before Flora could proceed, Rena interjected, “He’s only 24 years old.
How could you even think of pursuing him?”
Flora playfully touched her forehead and smiled wryly.
After all, she was already 42 years old.
Throughout the shooting, Rena observed several scenes featuring Harrison and Flora engaged in a competitive display of acting prowess.
Harrison proved to be remarkably talented, giving the impression of a seasoned professional.
Rena left before the work was over, and Harrison appeared slightly distracted.
Flora, who was usually composed, playfully nudged Harrison and remarked, “Mrs. Fowler is a family woman. You shouldn’t entertain any notions about her. Perhaps… I should entertain you tonight?”
Harrison blushed, taken aback by Flora’s teasing.
Covering her mouth, Flora chuckled. “Just kidding, of course. Rena wouldn’t agree to that either.”Contents belong to NovelDrama.Org
Flora could discern that Rena held a special place in her heart for Harrison, perhaps due to Rena’s late first love, or maybe it was the purity that emanated from Harrison…
Amused by Flora’s playful demeanor, Harrison blushed, his heart racing.
After removing his makeup, Harrison made his way to the parking lot where he spotted a sleek red sports car. A slender woman with long, straight black hair emerged from the vehicle.
Approaching Harrison with an intense gaze, she softly said, “I’d like to talk to you.”