Marrying The Supposed Gold Digger (Valerie) novel Chapter 562

Upon hearing the sudden sound, Valerie turned around and found a pair of cold eyes staring at her. Dale instinctively took a few steps back, clearly wary of the notorious Mr. Grant. While he had previously been quite amiable towards Valerie, he hesitated to speak to her, weighing his words carefully.

Seeing the situation, Valerie couldn't help but feel a mix of amusement and exasperation. She quickly explained, "Don't be like this. Dale is now Katherine's boyfriend!"

"Is that so?" Matthew glanced at him. Dale nodded and said, "You two talk; I'll touch up my makeup." As he walked to the other side, he still felt the gaze on his back, making him extremely nervous. He hadn't expected Matthew's presence to be so intimidating.

Valerie took Matthew's hand and quickly softly comforted him. "What's going on? Why are you so intimidating the moment you arrive?"

Matthew toned down his imposing demeanor, aware that she was upset. He gradually regained his composure, but his voice remained cold and distant as he replied, "It's nothing."

She thought, 'It's nothing? Yeah, right!' Valerie knew better but said, "He and I are just colleagues; it's work-related."

"Okay." Matthew certainly knew that. They were both adults, and he had weathered many storms. He wouldn't be confused by something simple.

But acting was different. In the film, Valerie played another character, and everyone had seen her as being paired with the male lead. Matthew felt a bit frustrated. If someone had told him in the past that he would one day be so jealous of a woman—even over her pretending to be with another man for a role—he would have thought it was absurd. Yet here he was, experiencing it firsthand.

Matthew ultimately accepted his jealous nature. After contemplating, he murmured, "Vallie, I don't want to see you standing beside him. Let's not film anymore..."

Valerie was startled by his unexpected murmuring and took a moment to gather herself. "Matthew, are you... are you demanding attention?" she asked.

Valerie laughed and thought, 'Who would have thought Matthew was demanding my attention!'

Matthew felt awkward but figured it was out in the open now. He stared at her intently, waiting for her response.

Valerie found his behavior both amusing and exasperating. She nodded reassuringly. "Alright, I will not film anymore."

She thought, 'We'll deal with future issues later. Matthew's rare display of vulnerability is too precious; I'll agree to it for now.' She even felt an urge to pinch his cheek, finding it endearing how this usually stern and proud man seemed so much like a sad puppy today. Reflecting on her recent filming schedule, she realized she had neglected him, which might explain his disappointment.

Half a day was half a day, and one day was one. The director felt that Matthew might snap if he didn't say something. Thankfully, Matthew had nodded and then walked away. The director sighed in relief, seeing Matthew's expression gradually soften, and thought he must have said the right thing.

Good grief, the sense of pressure, and intimidation made everyone around the camera feel like they were facing a formidable enemy. Everyone instantly became wary whenever Matthew arrived on set, afraid to make even the slightest mistake. Even Dale was no exception.

The scenes between the two were primarily done in one take. Observing Matthew's stern and intimidating gaze from a distance, he finally understood what authority and pressure felt like—something that couldn't be acted out. The director quickly announced that the entire crew would need to speed up, resulting in non-stop work. Everyone secretly complained, and even the poised Dale appeared more worn from lack of sleep, requiring heavier makeup to cover it up. However, the good news was that the high-pressure environment accelerated the work progress.

As soon as the scene was over, Matthew took Valerie away. Once she had left, the crew finally felt safe enough to start venting their frustrations.

"Oh my, Mr. Grant's presence was intimidating, exuding an aura of strength and dominance. I didn't even dare to move!"

"Yeah, he came over and asked me about this prop. My hand shook so badly that I felt I had already planned my after-death arrangements!"