77 Chapter 31

Everyone was panicking and fearful upon the furious roars of the director while Angel got out from the water with the help of her assistant.

"Angel, are you alright? Your face is so red! Is the water too hot?!" Fey asked, checking Angel up and down.

Angel stared blankly at nothing in particular. Her mind was dominated by the image of the handsome man's face. She muttered, stammering.

"W-Who . . . Who is that man?"

Fey frowned, yet her eyes glimmered in infatuation, her tone in disbelief. "That's Eric! Our very own Eric! You know, my assistant!"

Angel's brows knitted, and her mind cleared upon hearing Fey said 'my assistant' so intimately while she kept rumbling nonstop.

"Who would have guessed that beneath those unappealing glasses and messy hair laid a demon who could seduce any woman?"

Angel ignored her assistant and stormed to her dressing room, hurrying to get dress to see Eric once more.