Divorced but Delighted By Millie Huffman

Divorced but Delighted Chapter 187

Chapter 187 Cierra Was Kidnapped

Night fell.

The Mount Mist Film and Television Base lit up with lights and sparks.

The armored general actor stood under the pine trees, surrounded by a bonfire. The dim yellow firelight illuminated

half of his face.

Opposite him was the ever-burning lamp.

The modern houses were built with cement bricks and tiles. People were hurrying to and fro around in an orderly

manner.

Cierra stood behind the camera and looked at Coby. Suddenly, she smiled and sighed with emotion.

“Mr. Frost, look at this structure. Doesn’t it look like the general who guarded this land hundreds of years ago just

wanted his descendants to live a peaceful life?”

At this time, the cameraman was just ready to shoot, and the picture happened to be circled into the panoramic

view. The bonfire seemed to become a dividing line between ancient and modern times.

Hearing this, Markel Frost’s gaze also fell on the diagram, and he was shocked.

After a long while, he suddenly slapped his thigh and said, “I know how to change the script!”

The noise almost knocked over the cameras in front of him, and even Cierra, who was next to him,

blinked innocently.

Unfortunately, Mr. Frost, who was next to her, was still unaware of it. He looked at her excitedly and said, “Ms.

Boyle, you said in the afternoon that there was something wrong with my script. I paid too much attention to the

fighting scene and neglected the logic of the content. What do you think if I add…?”

“Mr. Frost, I don’t have the experience of being a screenwriter. It’s not appropriate for you to discuss this with me.

What I said in the afternoon was just a casual remark. Don’t take it to heart. I’m not a professional.”

Cierra interrupted the director and waved her hand, indicating that she couldn’t do it.

Just now, she had only seen this man act like a general and said something out of emotion. In addition, when she

was learning cooking from her master in L’Opera Restaurant, her master had often told them about him being a

cook in the war, which had made her sigh with emotion.

How could she know that Mr. Frost would seize the opportunity to discuss it with her? There was a special field in

this field. As a painter, she still didn’t participate in their movie.

She was bored and commented on the script from an audience’s point of view, but after all, she was not a

professional. If Mr. Frost accepted her suggestion, it would not be good to add fuel to the fire.

“I’d better interrupt him as soon as possible,” she thought.

Mr. Frost still wanted to say something, but Cierra had already gotten up from her chair in a hurry. “Mr. Frost, it’s

almost time. Why don’t we get to work? Everyone is waiting to get off work! You can’t hold on any longer!”

“Tsk, tsk. Although I’m getting on in years, I still have the heart to grow old! I’m not like you young people these

days who don’t have any motivation at all. You have to try harder. Don’t be afraid of new things, understand?”

Mr. Frost stood up and asked the staff to prepare for the shoot as he earnestly spoke to Cierra.

“I see that you have a lot of things on your mind. Do you want to help me?”

“If you change the script, we can even film it next time! Look at how old I am. Maybe your script will be my last

movie. Young people should try it hard!”

Cierra smiled at him. “Mr. Frost, please don’t joke around. I might as well make you a few more dishes to go with

the wine.”

Mr. Frost thought about it seriously and continued to speak in bad mandarin, “Well, we can talk while eating. It

doesn’t matter! Young people should try hard!”

The group of people carried the equipment and walked to the edge of the waterfall. While listening to the director’s

chattering around the award-winning actor’s sister, who had only been in the production team for less than a week,

their faces had long turned numb from shock.

Speaking of which, Cierra did not rely on her relationship with Coby to get close to Mr. Frost.

The food made by the production team was really bad. Because they were on the mountain, they either ate in the

canteen with everyone or rented a small kitchen.

Cierra was obviously the latter.

Not to mention that she couldn’t eat the food in the production team, William’s picky character was even more

obvious, Although the young man didn’t say anything, it was obvious that he was not used to it. He just took a few

bites in the first meal and then stopped eating.

Feeling helpless, Cierra had no choice but to cook herself.

She was one of the descendants of the royal chef of the Mayo family, so there was nothing wrong with the taste.

When the dishes were still in the pot, the fragrance made people drool.

When the three or four dishes came out of the pot, she saw that there was one more person in William’s lounge as

an investor. It was the boss of the production team, Mr. Frost.

After getting used to it, Mr. Frost, who was impressed by the delicious food, also treated Cierra very well. He directly

gave the best seats to her and he occupied the assistant director’s seat.

Because the production team had closed off for filming, the speed of the internet in the mountains

was particularly slow. He was afraid that Cierra would show the script to others out of boredom, so he came up with

the following idea that the plot still needed to be polished.

But now was not the time to discuss the script.

As soon as they arrived at the shooting site, Mr. Frost’s entire aura changed. He roared at them, commanding them

to do something.

This made Cierra surprised as to whether they were really filming tonight or if they were working together to put on

an act.

She didn’t dare to interfere. She sat calmly on the director’s tiger-skin chair and crossed her legs as she watched

Mr. Frost personally instruct the actors on how to shoot. She looked like a spoiled young lady.

As soon as the recording was completed, all the staff began to shoot.

On the tiger skin chair, Cierra vaguely sensed that something wasn’t right. She stared at the young general hanging

from a wire, and suddenly straightened her back.

Among the group of staff protecting the protagonist, she saw William in a suit and Harold standing next to him at a

glance. His temperament was out of tune with the people around him.

But if Harold was by William’s side, then who was the person filming now?

Cierra raised her head!

She turned to look at the young general hanging in the air. Half of his face was covered with blood, and his clear

eyes and brows overlapped with a handsome face in her memory.

Cierra’s breathing almost stopped.

She thought, “Has Coby gone mad? He’s already injured to such an extent, yet he’s still here on the mountain to

film this scene in person. Let alone whether or not there’s really an accident, just the night breeze blowing though

the mountains alone is enough to make his lungs worse! ”

William and Harold, how could they let Coby sneak up the mountain again?

Cierra’s gaze was fixed on the figure. Fearing that something might happen to the person who was jumping on the

tree, she quietly clenched her fists and did not even dare to breathe.

She had read the script in the afternoon. She knew what would happen next. The male lead would be surrounded

by several spies from the enemy country and fall off the cliff to the bottom of the pool.

Coby had an accident at the bottom of the cliff.

The scene in front of him was also extremely dangerous.

If someone really wanted to make a move, it was a good time to do so.

Abruptly, Cierra felt fear in his heart. She hoped that the other party would stop. She only hoped that nothing

unexpected would happen to Coby.

Fortunately, the most dangerous scene was over. After Mr. Frost’s shout, Cierra felt relieved.

She followed Mr. Frost to Coby, but a strong force suddenly grabbed her from behind!

Everyone was shocked and cried out in surprise.

“Cici.”

“Cierra…”