Avery stared at the black walkie-talkie. The voice sounded grimly and creepy like it came from hell.
"What on earth are you going to show me?"
"Open the projector!" Mr. Howel smiled as he ordered.
They flipped open the switch of the projector and closed other lights in the room. Images started showing on the white screen. The light shined on Avery's face.
They were all scripts. The rectangular screen was divided into three shooting scripts. Every shooting was captured with an individual camera.
Every figure was present in one shooting. Avery saw Evan right away. He was studying in the castle. He was on the phone while pinching between his eyebrows.
He was still royal and rebellious, even if Avery didn't see him for days. The way he stood and the action he made was deadly attractive. Avery could fall for his charisma willingly.
