Scarlett's POV:
I became suspicious, looking at the father and son in front of me.
How did they find out that I was going to be at the tennis courts?
I turned to Corey.
Was it really just a coincidence that Charles came to the tennis courts on the same day that Corey invited me?
"Don't get me wrong. I know the manager of this place, and he told me that you had booked the court for the day," Charles explained.
Was that really the reason he came there? I did not think so.
I believed that there must be more to the story.
However, I decided to ignore him and rolled my eyes.
I then walked to Corey.
"Mr. Stanton, I'm so sorry. Something weird happened here, but it's all good now. Shall we continue?"
"It's all right. Waiting on a lady is a necessary virtue for a British gentleman like me, especially when the lady is as beautiful as you, Miss Wilson."
I smiled and pretended to ask in a casual tone, "Mr. Stanton, do you happen to know Charles?"
"Do you mean Mr. Charles Moore over there? Of course, I do! In fact, I am pretty sure that the whole world knows a celebrity like him. But he doesn't know me. I would love to work with him, though. What's wrong?"
I could not help but feel that Corey's answer was too flawless, almost as if it was scripted.
"Nothing. Let's start."
Was I really reading too much into it?
Suppressing the suspicious feeling in my heart, I began to focus on the game.
Although I was playing tennis with Corey, I unconsciously glanced at Charles and James from the corner of my eye.
I saw that they were not leaving.
"Mommy, you are the best!" James shouted in an excited voice as he raised his hand up and waved to me.
I could not focus on the game after I heard his sweet voice.
I missed another hit and warned myself.
'Be focused!'
Even then, I could not stop myself from looking at my darling son.
"Looks like Miss Wilson is not really interested in the game, so why don't we discuss the cooperation first?" Corey suggested with a smile as he walked to me.
I put down the tennis racket, wiped the sweat off my face, and nodded with a smile.
"I would love that." "Then let's find a place to sit down and talk."
I glanced back and found the court next to ours empty.
While I was not looking, Charles and James left.
For some strange reason, a sense of depression clouded my heart.
Raina's POV:
That morning, I woke up, got dressed, and rushed to the movie set that my father told me about.
Once I arrived at the set, the director looked at me.
There seemed to be an undisguised straightforwardness in his eyes.
Seeing that, I could not help but frown.
I was respected wherever I went as the daughter of the Hill family.
And I had never been looked down upon by anyone.
"Miss Hill, we are going to shoot a... well, an action movie. Sort of. You should read the script first."
With a smile, the director handed me the script. Taking it from his hands, I began to read it carefully.
However, the contents of the script stunned me. It was not an action movie, but a porn movie!
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