Sweet Wife So Charming: CEO: Hold Back Your Heart-Chapter 283: Unexpected Incident

The interaction between the two was clearly seen by Moira Young inside. Watching them nearly getting into a fight, she finally stepped forward to intervene.

But her advice had little effect, as these two seemed to be naturally oppositional; a mere glance was enough to spark a battle.

"Can you two stop arguing, please? What’s the point in arguing over such trivial matters? Aren’t you being childish?" After persuading for half a day without success, Moira Young finally lost her temper.

Her tone was frustrated: "You are both thirty years old; can you stop acting like children? It’s just a notebook, what does it look like being seen by others?"

With her shout, the two men instantly quieted down, as if they agreed that she had a point.

Then, Aiden Webb casually stuffed the notebook into Moira Young’s arms, saying calmly: "Take a good look."

"Thanks." Ever since she received Aiden Webb’s summaries, her acting had indeed improved significantly. This gratitude was well deserved.

"No need." Aiden Webb didn’t say anything more, just coldly glanced at Julian Sinclair before turning and leaving just as he was about to speak.

Moira Young turned back and saw Julian Sinclair’s handsome face fall, and quickly tried to appease him: "Uncle, don’t be angry..."

"Uncle, you’re the best. I only accepted his kindness to improve my acting skills, without any ulterior motives. Besides, Aiden Webb only helped because he couldn’t stand it, he didn’t mean anything else."

Moira Young pouted and tugged on Julian Sinclair’s hand, her soft voice echoing beside his ear, easing his anger somewhat.

Seeing his expression slightly soften, Moira Young seized the moment: "Uncle, I’m hungry, I want omelet rice..."

"Okay." Julian Sinclair responded reluctantly after a long silence.

"I knew Uncle was the best, hehe." Moira Young giggled twice, obediently snuggling into Julian Sinclair’s arms.

Faced with Moira Young’s playful antics, Julian Sinclair’s anger dissipated, ultimately warning with resignation: "Regardless of the reason, you’re not allowed to get too close to Aiden Webb."

Moira Young quickly made a standard salute gesture and answered loudly: "YESSIR!"

"Silly girl." Julian Sinclair smirked, pinching her little nose, though his eyes lacked warmth.

With Aiden Webb’s help, Moira Young’s acting greatly improved. She slowly learned how to immerse herself in the role and make her emotions align with the protagonist’s feelings.

Unknowingly, over ten days of filming had passed, and Moira Young was becoming more adept.

Recently, Aiden Webb’s attitude towards her also improved, which she attributed to her growing acting skills. It seemed that Aiden Webb, a big name in the industry, was beginning to recognize her.

As Moira Young daydreamed, the director’s voice rang out: "Prepare the set and begin the next scene!"

Startled by the loud voice, Moira Young quickly snapped back to reality and hurriedly walked toward the filming spot.

The afternoon shoot was an intense indoor scene. She was not yet prepared to sacrifice for art, and suddenly filming a passionate scene left her feeling a bit at a loss.

"Director." Moira Young hesitantly stood before the director, her small face showing difficulty.

"What’s wrong?" The director looked at Moira Young pleasingly.

Moira Young hesitated, but finally spoke up: "Is today’s scene a bit too much?"

The director thought Moira Young was going to say something serious, but realized it was just this. He quickly explained: "Rest assured, since you belong to President Sinclair, there won’t be any revealing scenes, you just need to act an embrace with Professor Webb, the rest will be done with body doubles and post-production."

"That’s perfect." Moira Young let out a significant sigh of relief. If Julian Sinclair saw her filming such scenes, he’d probably withdraw his investment on the spot.

Standing not far away, Aiden Webb listened to their conversation, slightly frowned but said nothing.

When the official shoot began, Moira Young adjusted her emotions and transformed into Cathie Linton.

She gazed at Aiden Webb tenderly, with gentle glimmers flowing in her eyes: "Aiden, we’re truly a couple now."

Aiden Webb also looked full of affection, tightly holding Moira Young’s hand, a doting smile on his lips: "Silly girl, haven’t we always been together?"

"But our relationship wasn’t public before, so we weren’t really a couple." Moira Young assumed a little girl’s demeanor, her lips pouted slightly, looking particularly cute and innocent.

"Cathie, I love you." Aiden Webb’s expression softened, and before Moira Young could react, he quickly wrapped his arms around her waist.

The two were in completely close contact, even feeling each other’s tense yet excited breaths.

Moira Young met Aiden Webb’s eyes that seemed filled with stars and oceans, she got lost in them, closing her eyes slowly, waiting for the long-awaited first kiss.

Soon, a cool touch came, her face flushed with shyness, yet she still actively reached for Aiden Webb’s neck, tiptoeing to offer her rosy lips.

"Cut!!" The director’s voice suddenly rang out, "Good, this take was excellent, it’s a wrap."

Upon hearing this, Moira Young gently exhaled, relieved it was over in one take; otherwise, she wouldn’t have been able to handle it.

"Body doubles can take over now."

"Alright."

The film set was bustling, and Moira Young watched the dedicated body double actors complete the scene she and Aiden Webb were meant to do, feeling an inexplicable sense of guilt.

While she stood at the edge, deeply immersed, a sudden urgent cry sounded in her ear: "Moira Young, watch out!"

Confused, she blinked and turned around to see the aerial camera losing control and crashing toward her, too quickly for her to react.

In that crucial moment, Aiden Webb seemed like a gust of wind, rushing over to embrace Moira Young, then delivered a powerful spin kick hitting the out-of-control drone.

Others quickly avoided it, and moments later, the drone was reduced to a heap of fragments.

"Are you alright?" Aiden Webb’s expression seemed slightly anxious.

Moira Young shook her head fearfully: "N-no, I’m okay."

Despite not being hit, she couldn’t help but tremble, unable to imagine the consequences if she had been.

"Don’t be afraid, it’s over now." Feeling Moira Young’s body trembling, Aiden Webb’s large hand tightly grasped her shoulder, his deep voice soothing and reassuring her.

Due to Moira Young’s fright, the afternoon shooting had to be canceled, so the director proceeded with filming other actors’ scenes instead. 𝕗𝐫𝐞𝕖𝕨𝐞𝗯𝚗𝕠𝘃𝐞𝚕.𝐜𝗼𝚖

Upon hearing the news, Julian Sinclair immediately rushed back from the company.

Entering the room, he found Moira Young sitting on the sofa hugging her knees, a defensive posture clearly indicating fear.

He quickly walked over and embraced her, gently patting her back: "Moira, don’t be afraid, your uncle is here."