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.

together to shield themselves from the

was ominously

bit of nerve set in, the foot of the mountain was suddenly showered with blinding lights.

sudden brightness stung her eyes.

to open her eyes again,

by what

around them and were all flickering

so bright as to the point of giving the impression of a miniature sun, but it was certainly still very bright.

It was beautiful!

was not the beautiful display, nor was it the music of the piano

of the piano and saw a clearing

white piano installed in the center of the open plains. A young man dressed in a white shirt was seated in front of the piano, his fingers rhythmically and adeptly dancing across the black

He’s so handsome!" one of the

at the

other than Roland!

in the forest seemed to be at his beck and call. Gusts of wind poured at him following the highs and

looked up for the piano and instantly directed his gaze at Isabel

He smiled charmingly.