Chapter 235
Lucas Sheridan's lips curved into a smile as his gaze flickered between the two. "Sophia, who's this?"
Sophia Laurent reached out to ruffle Adrian Valdemar's hair. "My kid."
Lucas's pupils contracted slightly.
Sophia wasn't just the long-lost heiress of the Laurent family. She was also the wife of Alexander Valdemar, the head of Valdemar Holdings.
And this handsome young man shared the same surname...
Could he really be from that Valdemar family?
Adrian slapped Sophia's hand away. "Who's your kid?"
He snorted. "Don't get ahead of yourself."
This woman wouldn't fool his brother.
Pretty face, poisonous heart.
Sophia narrowed her eyes. "Say that again?"
Adrian's Adam's apple bobbed as he wisely shut his mouth.
Her hits hurt like hell.
Sophia nodded in satisfaction before withdrawing her gaze.
Brat needed discipline.
Lucas observed their interaction, amusement deepening in his eyes.
The trio arrived at the "Empress" filming set.
The assistant director was shooting a scene where the female lead governed flood control after ascending the throne.
On screen, Scarlett Winslow wore masculine attire with striking elegance.
Her delicate features and straight posture exuded imperial majesty with every movement.
The assistant director nodded repeatedly.
The entire crew became immersed, as if transported to that ancient dynasty.
Despite Scarlett's superb acting, several takes required reshoots.
The assistant director patiently pointed out the emotional nuances needing adjustment.
Adrian watched, transfixed.
He'd never seen such a professional set before.
No yelling. No belittling. Just focused, dedicated work.
A sudden longing stirred within him.
Maybe... he could really try out for the young marquis role?
But soon, Adrian lowered his lashes.
The gap between him and Scarlett was insurmountable.
Even an award-winning actress needed retakes. How could he possibly pass the audition?
Adrian studied the actors' expressions intently, absorbing their techniques.
Sophia noted his concentrated gaze, her lips curving upward.