CHAPTER 71: CHAPTER 71: A PERFECT MATCH

Damian Knight’s eyebrows furrowed coldly.

Julian Kingston saw Damian Knight’s expression and suddenly remembered Damian’s cleanliness obsession, so he waved his hand and said, "Forget it, I’ll have them send over a set."

Julian Kingston picked up his phone to make a call, but the next moment his hand was held down by Damian Knight’s large hand.

"No need to send it, I’ll do it," Damian Knight said indifferently.

Julian Kingston smiled and said, "You’re a true friend, willing to lend me a hand saves a lot of time."

"Who said I’m lending it to you?" Damian Knight glanced sideways at Julian Kingston.

Julian Kingston slowly formed a question mark in his mind: "?"

Damian Knight said with an unchanged expression: "Since you have no clothes, I’ll do the shoot, it’s my own company’s advertisement anyway."

Julian Kingston was taken aback: "???"

After confirming he hadn’t misheard, he grabbed Damian Knight and asked, "You usually dislike being in the spotlight, right? This is an ad shoot, meant to be shown globally."

Damian Knight asked expressionlessly: "So what?"

So... what??

This doesn’t seem like Damian Knight’s style at all?

The director also couldn’t believe it and repeatedly confirmed: "Young Master Knight, are you really participating in the shoot personally?"

Damian Knight’s brow furrowed impatiently: "Why are you all asking that? Hurry up and prepare for the shoot, my time is limited!"

"Yes, yes, yes!" The director, so excited his hands were trembling, began explaining the scene and positions to Summer Monroe and Damian Knight.

Actually, there’s not much to say because the scene is very simple.

Summer Monroe’s peripheral vision involuntarily drifted towards Damian Knight.

What’s up with this guy...?

But this time, Summer Monroe won’t flatter herself; she just assumed Damian Knight’s cleanliness was so severe that he’d rather shoot the scenes himself than lend clothes to others.

What a difficult person, with so many trivial issues. Whoever marries him in the future is truly out of luck!

Damian Knight was seriously listening to the director when he noticed Summer Monroe’s gaze fixed on him.

For some unknown reason, his hands, which were casually placed at his sides, suddenly felt awkwardly out of place.

This woman... in public, what is she staring at?

He knew her casual jokes were just a cover for her attraction to him.

Being stared at like that, Damian Knight’s ears involuntarily warmed up.

Finally, Damian Knight couldn’t stand it anymore, turned his head, and pretended to glare at Summer Monroe in anger: "What are you looking at?!"

Summer Monroe’s mouth twisted with disdain.

See, his personality is just too challenging, won’t even let someone take a look.

Summer Monroe’s disdain was visible to Damian Knight, who had assumed she should have been gazing at him admiringly, but surprisingly... it was disdain?

A nameless anger churned in Damian Knight’s chest, but he had nowhere to vent, so he ground his molars in frustration.

By now, the director had finished explaining, and asked the pair to try a test shoot.

Their on-screen chemistry was so perfect it was flawless.

"These two... they match so well!" The assistant couldn’t help but marvel.

However, as soon as she finished her sentence, she felt an unfriendly gaze fix on her.

Following the gaze, she saw Julian Kingston turn his face away.

The assistant scratched the back of her head.

Eh? Did I just receive a death stare? Was I mistaken? Surely Young Master Kingston wouldn’t give me a death stare!

While the assistant was confused, Summer Monroe had already begun her scene.

Holding a cup of coffee, she approached the icy Damian Knight.

Damian Knight naturally exuded a cold demeanor, needing no acting skills, his natural self sufficed.

The director was worried, though, as Damian Knight needed to look at Summer Monroe with admiration in later scenes, and the final shot required him to gaze at her lovingly.

That was going to be tough for Damian Knight!