Afterparing the scripts, nca Roach showed them the small details she had modified, and both of them said it was fine.


    Then, the first shooting began.


    With the director’s order, the departments were ready to take their ces, and Cecelia and Laurel immediately changed their looks.


    nca Roach could not help but exim that she is really a big star, and it takes only a second to get into the scene.


    The ad, which focuses on a forlorn queen in a castle, inadvertently picks up a wristwatch and whenever the time reaches the full hour, she meets a young man.


    The two have the same watch, bute from two worlds in different dimensions.


    Fifty yearster, the tech guy is still the same, but the queen is dying, and the two watches are put together to restore the queen’s appearance, wandering in the vast prairie.


    The original picture is very beautiful, technology, mystery, interdimensional, several elements mixed with beautiful love.


    Just by thinking about it, nca Roach could imagine the attention themercial would attract after it was shot and screened.


    As she thought about it, a noise came from not far away, mixed with a few arguments.


    “What’s going on?” nca Roach wondered.


    Matthew Grant slightly wrinkled his brow, the venue staff has been arranged, howe there are still peopleing, is it fanatic fans?


    nca Roach was about to go up and check, but Matthew Grant held his wrist, “I’m with you, stay by my side, don’t go out on your own.”


    The serious tone of his voice made nca Roach nod unconsciously, like a student being read to by her teacher.


    After following Matthew Grant all the way up to check it out, it turned out to be another crew.


    The leader was an agent, holding a script in his hand, holding an umbre for the people around him, and shouting at the security at the cordon: “What’s wrong with you guys, the venue is not for one person, are we not allowed to use the venue after the filmes?”


    nca Roach looked over and the person under the agent’s umbre, with a hat and long hair covering half of her face, could not see who it was.


    Was curious, Matthew Grant patted her hand and whispered, “You wait here, there are a lot of people in front, I’ll just take care of it.”


    “Well, honey you be careful oh.” nca Roach smiled at Matthew Grant.


    Matthew Grant gave a hmmm whileing forward, “What’s going on?”


    His presence silenced the surroundings, and the agent subconsciously tried to curse up, but shut up when he saw Matthew Grant’s face.


    The agent had a shocked look on his face, and then smiled away, “President Grant? What are you doing here, is this the venue you want to use?”


    Matthew Grant’s reputation still worked, and people around him looked over sideways when they heard President Grant.


    The man with the hat smiled and turned his head slightly, his beautiful peach blossom eyes showed a subtle surprise when he saw Matthew Grant.


    Matthew Grant’s assistant hurried from not far away, he has been here watching the venue, afraid of any fans slipped in, now the president of the family have appeared, he naturally have toe up to relieve the siege.RêAdt??St chapters at Novel(D)ra/ma.Org Only


    The assistant walked up and said to the agent, “President Grant has surrounded the cordon because he doesn’t want rabid fans to disturb, you guys are?”


    “So that’s it, that’s our misunderstanding, because this venue, our artists need to use it for the scene they’re shooting today, so, can President Grant’s side be amodating?” The agent smiled all over his face and said tteringly.


    The assistant gave Matthew Grant a questioning look, wanting to know his opinion.