Chapter 167
Chapter 167:
However, he couldn’t reach Rupert at this moment.
Lover Lake was located in the suburbs of Douburgh, in a valley surrounded by mountains. The birds were singing, the flowers were fragrant, and the setting was lovely. It got its name because many couples gathered there to take wedding photos.
Annabel found a secluded grove near the lake and said, “The scenery is lovely here. Let’s start shooting p>
Rory and Margo changed into their custom-made outfits, had their makeup applied, and began shooting.
Margo and Rory cooperated well after a full day of filming the day before.
“That’s excellent.” The photographer continued shooting.
Annabel, on the other hand, was not satisfied with the shoot.
“You may proceed. I’ll go and see if there’s a better place,” Annabel said, pursing her lips.
She was a perfectionist. Since she was in charge of this project, she would do her best.
When Rory heard this, he paused and said, “I’ll go with you p>
Annabel refused, shaking her head. “No, thank you. You keep going. Don’t slow the progress p>
Annabel then walked to the other end of Lover Lake by herself.
Rory’s eyes darkened as he watched her fade out of sight.
He did not understand why Annabel was in such a bad mood. Was it because of Rupert?
The two of them had been very affectionate yesterday, but today Rupert was nowhere to be found.
The mountain road was still a little muddy from last night’s heavy rain. Annabel walked slowly in her high heels.
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Rupert came to her mind again.
He had promised to show up today to supervise the shooting, yet it was already ten o’clock and he still was not there.
Annabel could not help but wonder whether Rupert had spent the night with Heather.
What had they done?
Would he not feel sorry for Candy after doing this?
Annabel wandered to the other side of Lover Lake. This spot was not far from the dense forest. The lake and the mountains were incredibly stunning.
The effect would be even better if they shot here.
Annabel lowered her head and was about to call the photographer and ask them to come and shoot there when a figure suddenly appeared out of nowhere and a strong gust of wind swept up behind her.
As Annabel spun around, she saw Nina glaring at her with hatred. With all her strength, Nina tried to shove Annabel into the water.
Nina’s face twisted, her hatred for Annabel clear. She shouted, “Annabel, you bitch! Go to hell p>
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