"It really surprises me, you must know that I am a gathering place for paparazzi." Angela looked at the man in front of her with some surprise, "Aren't you afraid of being discovered by coming here so swaggeringly, Your Highness?"
"Don't tell me, you recognized me the first time you saw me." William reluctantly took off his sunglasses, glanced around vigilantly, and then lowered the brim of his hat.
"My answer is—yes," Angela folded her arms with a smile, "it's not difficult to recognize you."
"Damn, if I had known this earlier, I should have asked them to find a way to disguise me so that I couldn't even recognize myself!" William looked at the bodyguards not far away, and waved his fist with depression.
"Unfortunately, if you don't want to be recognized by anyone, the best way is to stay in the palace and not go anywhere," Angela spread her hands, "To be honest, what made you take the trouble to be recognized? The risk of coming to such a small place? Don't use bad excuses like walking to come here and so on to perfunctory me, okay?"
"Of course I'm here because of you." William said without thinking.
"Sorry, what are you talking about?" Angela looked at William in amazement, the corners of her mouth twitching.
"Um... I mean... I mean... " William, who was aware of his blunder, gestured to explain, but the expression on his face seemed to be affirming something, and the contradiction seemed a bit funny.
Angela smiled and shook her head and raised her right hand: "Well, I have roughly guessed what you want to say, it is nothing more than the media, or the media in England, have been reporting on the British I want to shoot for the past few months. Style love movies, and even what kind of story some actors involved have written a lot, and at the end, I swore to say that I definitely plan to abandon Hollywood and return to Britain. Second-in-line heir, it's excusable to come to the set to see and explore, right, His Royal Highness?"
"Well... that's right." William regained his composure after pondering for a few seconds, which made Angela a little surprised. She originally thought that the other party would hesitate.
"But you are wrong about one thing. In fact, the original plan was to visit the "Love Actually" crew in person three days later, and I would not deliberately avoid the media. So I did walk here today and came here by the way, press The plan is that I should be on my way to St James's Palace now." William said with a shrug.
"I must have heard it wrong, you are going to walk in three days later?" Angela was really surprised this time. "Do you know what those guys with noses that are smarter than dogs will write in the newspaper?"
"It doesn't matter, I'm visiting in a private name, mainly to know what this movie is like, which brings together almost all the outstanding actors in England." William said with a serious smile, and frankly speaking, he was quite handsome when he smiled, if not then It's even better if she's proud, "and my grandmother agreed."
"Your Majesty knows and agrees?" Angela's mouth twitched, which seemed to be a bad signal
Well, I may have thought a little too much. Angela smiled and nodded immediately: "Thank you for the notification, Your Highness, I will make the crew ready to welcome you in three days."
She said that she was about to turn around and leave, knowing that there was still a lot to do. William rolled his eyes and said in a slightly raised voice, "Aren't you going to invite me in now to take a look first?"
"You'll see in three days anyway. Isn't it?" Angela spread her hands.
"Damn..." William felt a little angry, but he didn't dwell on this issue too much, just asked: "So, can I invite you to the reception held at St James's Palace tonight? "
"The reception at Kensington Palace? Can I refuse?" Angela raised her eyebrows.
"Don't be like this, Angie," William raised his hands angrily. "The people attending the reception are all young people, and the scale is not large. They all know each other. Besides, this is... "
"This is an invitation for the second-in-line heir to the British Empire—are you going to say that? Angela looked him in the eye, her expression turning serious. "You know, William. "
William knew very well that when Angela called her name directly, it meant that she had made up her mind, and she would not change no matter what she said, so his annoyance eventually turned into helplessness: "When will you stop rejecting me? ?"
Angela blinked and smiled at him: "There will be this opportunity."
"Then, can I invite you to dinner at the Dorchester Hotel tomorrow?" William suddenly raised his eyebrows.
Angela couldn't help being stunned for a while, looking at his cunning appearance, the annoyance and helplessness of the previous invitation were obviously faked, because it was her words. Tsk tsk, it looks like His Royal Highness has grown up.
"Just two people?"
"Just two people."
Looking at the serious appearance of the other party, Angela couldn't help sighing: "It seems that I have no other choice. That's it, please inform my assistant of the time, I will arrive on time."
After she finished speaking, she turned and walked inside, and William didn't speak any more. After Angela's back disappeared from his eyes, he shrugged with a slightly smug smile on his face. But after turning around, he immediately became mature and prudent. He walked to the bodyguard a few steps and looked at him inquiringly.
"There are no reporters or paparazzi outside, Your Highness." The bodyguard nodded to him after talking to the outside.
"Okay, let's go out through the side door." William followed the other bodyguard and walked out first, thinking that Angela had finally agreed to his invitation before, and a feeling of happiness suddenly flooded into his heart, but at the same time he was also slightly strangeness. I always feel... Angela seems to have changed a lot, delusion
Although William, who got in the car and left outside, was a little excited and puzzled, Angela, who was walking to the studio, didn't feel it at all. Oh, that doesn't seem right, at least one thought was running through her head.
Being approached by a man and then invited to dinner is really uncomfortable. Angela snorted softly. For the sake of those old days, it's no big deal to deal with you this time.
With that in mind, she finally returned to the studio. At this time, Kayla had already made up her makeup and was calmly chatting with the makeup artist. An elusive smile appeared at the corner of Angela's mouth, when will the cute little peach ripen
Immediately, she became serious, and clapped her palms hard to attract everyone's attraction: "Everyone, let's continue now. All the details should be solved, please don't be NG because of these!"
"I'm sorry, Miss Angela, I didn't think of..." Nanny, who was in charge of makeup for Keira, came over at this time.
"It's okay," Angela interrupted her for the first time, and reached out and patted her arm, "I didn't make it clear to you. Well, the problem has been solved, let's get started, hurry up."
It took almost an afternoon to film the wedding scene, along with a few scenes from the wedding party and the stories of the chef man and his sister who has a mentally ill brother.
"The scene at the back is a little bad, what's on your mind, Kayla?" After announcing the end of today's shooting, Angela came to Kayla, sat down and looked into her eyes and asked seriously.
"It's nothing, it's just a sudden... You know. Everyone has a time when they're not in a state." Kayla forced a smile, but her eyes were evasive and refused to have direct contact with her.
Regarding this situation, Angela did not show any other emotions, but just pulled out Kayla's hand and said sincerely: "I just want you to understand, Kayla, if you have anything on your mind, you can tell me, I will be your best listener."
Kayla tried a little but couldn't withdraw her hand, so she smiled and nodded: "I will."
"That's good." Angela let go of her hand and stood up. "Do you want me to take you home today?"
"No, no, my assistant will take me back." Kayla quickly declined.
"Okay, then I'll leave first, see you tomorrow." Angela patted her cheek affectionately, turned and walked out.
The pattering light rain hit the floor-to-ceiling windows, creating splashes one by one. This habitual shower made the colorful London shrouded in the night with a hazy beauty. With a click, the door of the suite was opened, and Angela, who was wearing tight clothes and a white towel around her neck, appeared at the door, followed by Alizee who was a personal assistant.
She was talking on the phone as she walked, and only stopped when she came to the falling window: "I just came out of the gym, it's too bad, they don't have wooden piles here, but fortunately the manager immediately sent someone to Chinatown to buy one. Come back. What are you doing? I think you should have just woken up... still in bed? Oh, Vivi, you're so lazy, I can totally imagine your kitten curled up in the bed. If you were around How nice, so I can hold you in my arms and caress your skin..."
Angela looked at the rainy night outside and sighed, the helpless expression with a smile seemed to be suffering from a headache for her lover's laziness. Her hands moved gently against the cold glass window, as if she wanted to comfort each other's body across the vast Atlantic Ocean and the American continent, like a woman in love.
"Okay okay, stop talking about that," she giggled at the words over there, "that's it, good morning."
After ending the call, Angela smiled with satisfaction, put the phone aside and wiped the sweat on her forehead with a towel. Alizee came over at this time and handed the folder to her: "This is the information you want, and the other part is on the coffee table."
"Oh, thank you, Lily, without you, my life might be a mess." Angela took the folder and flipped through it, looking at Alizee and said with emotion. Although she used to say this often, but there has never been a different taste like today.
"If there is nothing else, I will leave." Alizee said expressionlessly.
"Don't be like that, Lily," Angela said angrily, wrapping her arms around the girl's waist and pulling her into her arms, "sometimes you'll be more charming if you smile a little more—by the way, what did you say to Kayla today? ?"
There was still no expression on Alizee's face, staring straight into Angela's eyes without saying a word.
"You're so boring, Lily." Angela had to let go of her hand, and although a trace of unwillingness flashed in her eyes, it turned into a smile, "That's it, but—you seem to have forgotten something."
She shook the folder in her hand as she spoke, and Alizee, who was about to leave, glanced at Angela, and said in an indifferent tone, "I don't think you need it anymore, don't you?"
Angela was stunned for a moment, thinking for a few seconds before she was about to speak, she suddenly frowned, and when she reached the corner of her mouth, the words immediately changed to: "I don't think so, so do what you did before now."
A trace of surprise flashed in Alizee's tea-brown eyes, and then nodded: "Got it."
After the other party left, Angela slowly sat down on the sofa. Although her brows had loosened, her expression was not very good-looking. After sitting like this for a few minutes, typing something in front of the opened computer and deleting it, Angela went straight to the bathroom. Taking off her wet tight clothes, she finally smiled after turning around in front of the mirror naked.
"Look, isn't this very good, don't worry about anything, don't worry about anything, let go and do what you want to do." Angela looked at herself in the mirror and gently stroked her face, "So why bother?"
Speaking of which, her smile suddenly grew even brighter: "I see, so... it's not bad."
Angela took a long breath, walked to the mirror and put her hand on it. After stroking twice, his expression became serious: "Of course, I know that I have planned for so long, and I can't give up at this stage. It's just... I still can't find the problem. Although there is still a year left next year, but Next year, we have to make a high-quality movie, so it's impossible to use "True Love First" to make up for it?"
The corners of her mouth gradually turned up again: "There will be a way, there will be."
William tugged at his bow tie and let out a wry smile, as if it would make him feel better.
"What's wrong? Is there anything uncomfortable?" Angela put down her knife and fork and looked at each other with a reserved smile, her elegant manners showing her excellent upbringing everywhere.
"It's okay, it's just..." William looked around, there were only the two of them in the huge restaurant that he wrapped, the waiters were far away, and the band was playing soothing music on their own.
"Frankly, I'm glad you agreed to my invitation, but... why do you have to wear this dress?" William sighed, looking at the girl in front of him and said helplessly.
"You finally spoke up, I thought you had to wait until after dinner to ask—why can't I wear this dress?" Angela asked with a smile, and a decent women's suit showed her figure just right Coming out, with long golden brown hair draped over her shoulders, she was sassy and charming at the same time.
"I mean... you don't think dating a guy should..." William said while gesturing, thinking about what to say to better express himself.
"Are you saying that I'm not beautiful enough, or that I don't respect you enough?" Angela asked with her hands crossed on the table, maintaining a smile on her face.
"No, no, no, you are very beautiful, Angie, more beautiful than ever before, and this dress makes you look more sexy." William explained with a wry smile, his face full of depression. It's no wonder that he has been preparing for a long time, but in the end he was robbed by Angela, which felt really bad.
"Oh, I see," Angela turned to look at the dim hall where there was only one of their dining tables empty, "You think it would be weird to dance with me dressed like this."
William, who was exposed, coughed dryly. After bowing her head and thinking about the words, she was about to continue speaking when Angela spoke again: "You know, William, I never like to follow the rules. I prefer to do whatever I want. Some things can't be changed, and you want to change them forcibly. The results could be bad."
Of course William knew what she was talking about, and also knew that what she said was the truth. After all, his mother... But he still wanted to try: "But people can't go on as they want, they always have to make compromises, don't they?"
"People will only compromise when they have no choice, even His Majesty, who takes 'the country's first person second' as the creed." Angela said lightly.
William's brows furrowed suddenly, before he could refute Angela and continued: "Think about it, William, what happened a few years ago. I know you definitely don't want to recall. I don't want to, and I don't think The media and the public must do the right thing. But I still have to ask you. Why didn't His Majesty compromise in the first place?"
"That's because it's against the rules..." William just said a word and closed his mouth.
Angela shrugged, took a sip of the red wine, and was suddenly stunned again. A flash of light flashed through her mind. She seemed to have caught something but she didn't seem to have caught anything.
"It's still different, people always live in various rules, you can ignore some rules but you can't ignore all the rules... Oh, damn, what am I talking about," William knocked on his head, Only then did he realize that Angela, who was in a trance, didn't listen to him at all.
"Angie!" William called out in dissatisfaction.
"What, oh, sorry, William, I suddenly thought of something," Angela said apologetically, "about this issue. Let's not discuss it. Some examples can't be generalized, and some things can't be explained in a few words. of."
William stared at her for a few seconds, and then sighed a little dejectedly: "That's true."
"William." Angela suddenly called out again, and William immediately raised his head.
There seemed to be something inexplicable flashing in Angela's eyes: "I want to visit His Highness's cemetery, can I?"