Miss, My Father loves you novel Chapter 55

After the machine was repaired, Vivian was ready to shoot the next scene. The scene needed to be taken in the water and it involved Lucy. And since her wounds hadn't completely healed, she had to use a substitute.

Daryl recalled the time that she filmed scenes underwater and she remembered that the fear of being underwater wasn't easy to overcome at the beginning.

"Daryl, prepare for your next scene,"

Vivian reminded Daryl after she yelled "cut."

Daryl replied, "Yes, ma'am."

She had already memorized the script. The next scene was that the emperor tricked her into staying by his side, so that he could protect the empress.

"Hi, Daryl."

With a script in his hand, Lewis approached her. "Let's rehearse our lines, shall we?"

The emperor in the film was intimidating. Who would've thought that Lewis was actually timid behind the camera?

"Sounds great." Daryl smiled.

There was a scene in which they would go to the imperial garden hand in hand.

While being held by her, she would need to smile sheepishly but look excited about it.

When the two of them finished their lines, Lewis hesitated on whether he should take the initiative to hold her hand or not. It seemed inappropriate at the time, so in the end, he just gave up.

"Wait!"

Steve rushed between Daryl and Lewis, catching his breath.

Daryl was amused by how busy the producer had been all day long.

"What's wrong?" Lewis stared at him with curiosity.

"Ahem." Steve cleared his throat and continued, "You are going to hold hands in your next scene, right?"

"Yes." Daryl nodded.

With puzzled expressions, Lewis, Daryl, Sofia, and Ann looked at the producer.

"You need to use a substitute for that scene, Daryl," Steve said under everyone's confused gaze.

"Are you serious?" Daryl asked in disbelief.

"Of course."

Despite looking calm on the surface, Steve was in fact, feeling a little flustered.

His brain felt like it was spinning, and their gazes weren't helping him calm down. "Honestly, I didn't want to say this, but Daryl's hands aren't very beautiful. Don't worry! I'll find a substitute for her!"

As soon as he was finished talking,

the others turned to stare at Daryl's hands.

Her hands were trembling. They weren't sure if she was scared or something.

Truth be told, Daryl had an exquisite figure. Her hands were slender and fair, and the bones of her fingers were evenly sized. Her skin was smooth and delicate. She could work in commercials for hand cream.

"That's it!" Steve swallowed and waved his hand. "Daryl, you don't have to hold hands with Lewis. I'll find a substitute for you."

After saying that, he turned around and left.

As she stared at the producer's receding figure, Daryl was rendered speechless and depressed. She was about to speak, but no words came out of her mouth.