The shooting was going smooth as butter. And Jared came back earlier today. He even watched them filming.
When the director called it a day and they all went back to the set, Jared grabbed a towel and started drying Agnes' hair.
"Thanks," Agnes said, laughing.
Beatrice was watching from the side, green with envy. She was the one who was supposed to fall into the pool and be soaking wet. But in Jared's eyes, it seemed like Agnes was the only one in sight.
Beatrice suddenly got up and walked towards Agnes.
Agnes and Jared were chit-chatting in the garden. The garden path was paved with cobblestones and filled with various filming equipment.
On her way over, Beatrice deliberately tripped over a tripod and hurled herself towards Jared.
She let out a yelp, which drew the attention of everyone around.
Everyone took a sharp breath. They all knew that Beatrice had beef with Agnes and she was always stirring trouble. This time, it was definitely on purpose.
But there were more than just one or two people who had the hots for Jared, yet the only one who would dare to openly show it was Beatrice. She was Agnes' younger sister, a daughter of the Pritchard family.
Jared probably wouldn't just stand by and do nothing. But if he actually caught Beatrice, given her personality, she would probably take that chance to get closer to him.
Then there was a dull sound.
It sounded so painful. Everyone was in shock.
Just now, Jared quickly dodged.
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