Night of Destiny (Anastasia and Elliot) novel Chapter 1697

Chapter 1697 A Visitor

“Did Vincent tell you what we’ll be filming tomorrow?” Julian asked. Jessie started blushing and nodded gently. “Yes.”

“Are you nervous?” Julian rested his chin on his palm as his long hair hung loose on his shoulders. As the light in the car cast its glow on him, he looked stunning.

Jessie promptly fished out her phone and turned on the camera. “Don’t move. Let me take some pictures of you.”

Then, she went on to snap photos of the man from different angles. The flashlight enhanced his handsomeness as his facial features seemed to be even more delicate. Every photo was good enough to be used as wallpaper. His face, paired with his black clothes, could very well be published in a fashion magazine.

Julian’s lips curved into a smile. “Are you done taking photos of me?”

“Why don’t we take a selfie?” As Jessie spoke, she adorably lifted her hand and included both of them in the frame. The man’s eyes were as alluring as the stars in the sky, and the selfie turned out stunning.

Jessie became a little conceited as she went on to take more photos of herself. Just then, the man picked up his phone and turned on his camera. “Look at me.”

A nervous Jessie pressed her lips into a line, then flashed a smile at the man. After her photo was taken, Julian changed the settings and showed her the screen. “Look. Your photo is my wallpaper now.”

“I’ll set your photo as my wallpaper as well,” Jessie replied, then went on to change the settings. Now, both her lock screen and wallpaper were photos of the man.

“Hey, you look pretty handsome in these photos.” Jessie showed him her phone joyfully.

Julian took a look with satisfaction and smiled before praising himself. “I’m indeed handsome.”

If another man had said so, Jessie would’ve thought that he was full of himself. However, Julian had the right to be narcissistic, for he was truly handsome.

Somewhere else, Eva got off work as well. Right then, a staff member approached her and said, “Someone is waiting for you in the lounge, Eva.”

Eva wasn’t worried about it. She changed into her clothes, then tied her hair into a ponytail. Clad in a casual dress, she shuffled toward the lounge and pushed the door open. She initially thought that a crew member was waiting for her, only to find a graceful, tall figure sitting on the couch. He was reading the script in his hands under the lamplight, and it seemed that he had been there for quite a while.