Chapter 296 - 296 23 Summer Vacation Season is Coming
Chapter 296 - 296 23 Summer Vacation Season is Coming
?Chapter 296: Chapter 23 Summer Vacation Season is Coming Chapter 296: Chapter 23 Summer Vacation Season is Coming “Sometimes, it’s only when you stand high above and behold the earth from that vantage that you realize how vast the world is, and so your mind unknowingly broadens as well,” Adrian said, shifting his gaze from the airplane window before it settled on Gwyneth’s slightly freckled but intriguing face. “But not now, because all there is to see outside are clouds. Only when the plane descends to the troposphere can you see the earth, which is why I prefer to look at you instead.”
Gwyneth smiled faintly, saying nothing. She had exchanged her clothes for a black formal outfit since the day in the outskirts of New York—a knee-length dress, a silk jacket, pointed leather shoes, and her slightly curled hair hanging down the sides of her face, concealing any imperfections. The careful grooming made her appear even more poised.
“I’m serious, Gwyneth, you’ve become even more beautiful in the few weeks since I last saw you,” Adrian gazed unblinkingly at her with undisguised admiration, “and you fit even more perfectly into my original conception.”
“Really?” Gwyneth’s eyes lit up, then she caught herself and with a slight cough said in a forced casual tone, “I guess it’s because I’ve been thinking about how to better fit into the image of Tracy during this time.”
Adrian chuckled silently to himself, lowering his head to sip his coffee as if he hadn’t noticed. She was still too green, like two days ago when he mentioned he was soon returning to Los Angeles, Gwyneth suddenly said with an enthusiastic tone, “Really? I’m heading back soon too.” The implication was all too clear.
In such matters, you couldn’t demand more from a girl who was still over three months shy of turning 21, and besides, Adrian understood her eagerness. Since her brief appearance as the young Wendy in her godfather’s “Hook” in ’91, Gwyneth had been in almost five productions within just two years—an astonishing number. Yet these roles vanished like stones cast into the sea, not even making a ripple. The worst situation in Hollywood isn’t getting torrents of bad reviews, it’s when nobody realizes you exist at all.
In fact, Adrian remembered that she had a decently reviewed movie last year, but perhaps due to the butterfly effect, the current Gwyneth had missed out on that role, letting him benefit greatly.
Anyway, that man known as the Miracle Director had now given her an opportunity and vowed, on his word, that he had an excellent idea because of her. Even though she had signed contracts for three movies, for a young woman yearning for fame, for proof of her worth, for escape from her parents’ and godfather’s shadows, this chance had to be grasped all the more firmly.
Adrian, fully aware of this, how could he refuse? Even though Gwyneth was so obvious, he invited her to ride back in his private plane. One must admit, the title of Miracle Director was very useful—he made a good move with that one.
“We have a three-picture deal, right? Next year, I have a big production starting in the United Kingdom, a war movie about medieval Scotland’s struggle for independence,” Adrian said suddenly, as Gwyneth listened with a slight change in expression, only to be followed by a flicker of confusion, “At the same time, I plan to make a mid-budget film in the UK, an adaptation of a Jane Austen novel, and I want you to play the leading lady.”
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