Julian’s Stand-In Wife

“The best thing you can do to help me is to pretend to be dead,” Marcus said plainly, ignorant as to how piercing his words were.

As they waited for news of Fanny, the assistant set up the equipment.

Marcus was intending to make his statement through a video.

The assistant was professional and worked efficiently, swiftly setting up a white background behind Marcus. He looked used to carrying these things around.

When he opened his luggage, Nina could see that it was filled with all sorts of filming equipment.

Her occupational hazard set in. Facing a superstar like Marcus, especially in such proximity, she itched for the chance to take some photos.

Click!

She pressed the shutter, and immediately saw the dark look on Marcus’ face.

“Nina Ashlee!” he growled through gritted teeth.

The assistant was stunned. Marcus Jensen rarely showed such emotion, but he was behaving so abnormally today before Ms. Ashlee. He had never seen such life on Marcus’s face, where signs of laughter and even anger finally graced it.

Something was wrong!

spirit of professionalism, the assistant asked, “Mr. Jensen, you seem

speaking, Marcus glared at him like he was an idiot. “Can’t you

assistant said,

as Nina stayed here, there

thought of that. He wasn’t usually so muddle- headed, yet today, his assistant had

it remained so even during

to retake many times

the feedback they received after uploading the

that Marcus was in

of not taking responsibility for

involved, everyone wanted to have a say. It was the current buzzword for views, and many influencers

Nina’s names became viral on the internet. A cult

internet’s filled with strange people,” Nina sighed, feeling rather awkward about the turn of events.

I’m sorry for

the woman before him. With a half-smile, he added, “As long

couldn’t shirk responsibility. She bit the bullet, and asked,