Master Odell’s Secret Ex-wife

She was her usual self in every aspect. She put her heart into her job and never started trouble so long as nobody tried to start trouble with her.

The crew cycled through their locations during their shoot. The constant travel made her skin break out slightly, but there were no other concerns otherwise. The shoot progressed very smoothly and within three months, they managed to wrap up everything at the mountainous region previously mentioned.

It was nearly evening when they wrapped up the shoot.

Holding a bouquet in hand, she took a group picture with the crew and celebrated with everyone. After that, she planned to hitch a ride with another crew member and leave for home.

To their demise, some men in uniform who claimed to be the road maintenance technicians showed up to break the bad news to them. They mentioned that they had to repair some of the roads urgently and so the way home was temporarily obstructed.

The director took his phone and called the city hotline for verification.

After a brief conversation on the phone with the relevant department, he turned to everyone and announced, “They're telling me there's a minor obstacle blocking the road but it’s not a big problem. It should be taken care of within half an hour. Why doesn't everyone get some rest for now?”

As he said this, he threw a glance at Isabel.

Isabel did not notice this as she was already leading Carla away to sit down somewhere.

She was getting a little peckish and took a piece of bread from Carla's bag.

It was getting dark by this point. She had barely nibbled off a bite from the bread when a shadow cast over the entire mountain region. Soon, even gusts of chilly wind began sweeping down on them. It was rather eerie.

huddled together to shield themselves from

ominously quiet.

feel a little bit of nerve set in, the foot of

stung

she managed to open her eyes again, she

just as amused by what she was

wrapped around them and were all flickering with beautiful amber lights. Even the patches of

bright as to the point of giving the impression of a miniature sun, but

It was beautiful!

not the beautiful display, nor was it

strum of the piano and saw a clearing

dressed in a white shirt was seated in front of the piano, his fingers rhythmically and adeptly dancing across the black

handsome!" one of the actresses cried

do a double take at the

none other than Roland!

at his beck and call. Gusts of wind poured at him following the highs and lows of the music, sending the hems of his shirt and flower petals scattering

piano and instantly directed his gaze

He smiled charmingly.