You Are The Apple of My Eyes novel Chapter 744

By 9 p.m., the shooting had already been finished. After the model had left, only the staff remained to clear the studio.

Sitting on a wooden box prop, Michelle inhaled a deep breath. When all the noises finally lulled, she heard her stomach grumbling.

"You haven't eaten your dinner yet?" Caroline walked over and sat down beside her. Since the wooden box wasn't designed to accommodate two people, only half of her buttock was occupying the seat. "Thank you. You did well today."

Her praise filled Michelle with energy. Her eyes lit up as her smile flashed. "Thank you, Caroline!"

"You're really good with figure photography. But as for the scenery..." Caroline cast a glance at her, which made Michelle lower her head in shame. "I still need more practice with it," she mumbled under her breath. "I usually take pictures of different sceneries every weekend."

Caroline patted Michelle's head and smiled. "Well, if you're hungry, go home and have dinner first. I also noticed that your phone kept ringing while we were shooting. It was a strange number, so I ignored it. It rang several times, but then stopped. I think it's a prank call."

Michelle smiled and stood up. "Caroline, I'm leaving now. I'm so hungry."

"Go ahead."

Michelle waved goodbye to everyone and left with her bag. She took out her phone and saw that it was turned off. 'It must've run out of battery. Maybe it was because of the prank calls that Caroline mentioned.'

Thankfully, she had some cash in her bag. Otherwise, she wouldn't have money to take a taxi home.

With her eyes focused on her wallet, she wasn't paying attention to what was in front of her. Her forehead bumped into someone's chest.

Her petite body buckled from the bump, and she was forced to stop in her tracks. Then, a broad hand grabbed her wrist, and a clear voice from above loomed over her. "Watch where you're going."

As a boss, Tim was used to scolding his subordinates. Time and time again, Victor had to remind him to be more gentle with women. So he tried to sound nicer in front of Michelle, but he still sounded as though he was going to shout at her any second.

He applied so much pressure on Michelle's wrist that she started to wince in pain.

A sense of panic came over her. She tried to pull out her wrist as she apologized and begged as though she was a frightened rabbit about to be hunted.

"I'm sorry! I didn't mean it. Please let go of my hand!"

Tim frowned. Her hand WAS so soft that he didn't want to let her go. He licked his lips as he looked down at this cute, helpless girl. Lustful thoughts began to run wild in his imagination.

Victor, who was hiding in the dark, shook his head and sighed. 'He can't force a delicate girl like Michelle like that. He'll need to lie to her and win her heart slowly.'

He threw his cigarette on the ground and shredded it with his shoe. He walked over to them with a huge grin and shouted, "Mr. Shen!" When he stopped beside them, he pretended to be surprised. "Hey, aren't you Michelle?"

When she heard her name, Michelle finally had the courage to raise her head. But when she saw the fierce face under the dim light of the street lamp, she couldn't help but tremble slightly.

'He looks so scary, ' she thought.

"It's you. I'm so sorry," Michelle stammered apologetically.

"It's fine. We're all acquaintances here." Noticing the thick tension in the air, Victor tried to clear up the possible misunderstanding. "Mr. Shen, let go of her. You're scaring her," he whispered to Tim's ear.

Tim glanced at him and reluctantly let go of her hand.

Michelle rubbed her wrist as she winced in pain. Meanwhile, her stomach grumbled for everyone to hear, making her even more embarrassed than she was now.

"You haven't eaten your dinner yet? What a coincidence! We also haven't eaten yet. Let's have dinner together," Victor offered.

Tim understood what he meant and nodded. "Let's have dinner together."

"No, thank you. I think I'll go home and eat. Thanks for the offer, though," Michelle refused, a trace of the fear she felt seconds ago still lingering in her voice.

When she was about to walk past them, she felt something grab her arm.

Cold sweat started to run down her forehead as her heart pounded violently against her chest.

"I just squeezed your hand and hurt you quite a bit. Have dinner with us. Think of it as my way of saying sorry to you." Tim looked menacingly at her. Although his words suggested he was inviting her to dinner, the tone of his voice made it sound as though he was ordering her.

Victor watched on and was impressed. 'Well done.'

"I bumped into you just now. That makes us even, okay?" Michelle tried to pull her arm away and looked up at him.