Happy Mommy Happy Daddy full novel
Chapter 38

Chapter 38 It Was Such a Pity "Brother Alexander?"

In the corridor outside the study, James, who was preparing to go downstairs, frowned and looked at a sneaky man. "It's so late, why are you at our house?"

Alexander was stunned and quickly made a "shh" gesture to the little fellow. He pointed to the study room and said, "Don't make a sound! Your daddy and your new mommy are inside." James frowned and thought for a while, and understood.

"Since I can't disturb them, Brother Alexander, you can't disturb them either." The little fellow pursed his lips and directly grabbed Alexander's sleeve.

"Let's go. I'll treat you to some plain water!" Alexander: "......"

"You can go by yourself." He stopped in his tracks and stood still.

"Cousin, I have another mission."

"What mission?" James blinked.

"Of course it is..."

Alexander smiled slyly and took out a recording pen, “Grandpa has always doubted Uncle's sexual orientation... If I get the recording today, I can ask Grandpa for some pocket money..." Before the man could finish his words, the recording pen in his hand was directly taken away by a big hand with slender fingers.

At the same time, the man's low and cold voice sounded in his ear, "Then you may be disappointed."

Alexander was stunned and quickly turned around.

Behind him, the man in a white shirt was standing at the door of the study, his eyes elegant and lazy.

"Alexander, it seems that you don't need Alora's help." He held his recording pen in his hand.

Alexander's face suddenly turned green and black.

"Uncle, you heard wrong." "This recording pen of mine... is actually for recording the sound of the script that Auntie will analyze for me later.” "What script?"

A cool female voice came from behind Samir.

Alora was still wearing the sexy pajamas, but they were already covered with Samir's gray suit jacket.

His coat was very big, and when she was wearing it, the hem just happened to reach her thighs, which could cover her beautiful figure. "It's like this." "Little Aunt, I heard from Sherry that your understanding and analysis of scripts were very thorough..." Alexander pursed his lips. "I just happened to want to make a movie recently and be the male lead in the movie..." he smiled, a little embarrassed.

"So I want you to help me with my character," he said, quickly picking up the script and stuffing it into Alora's hands.

Alora took the script.

She turned to look at Samir. "You said before that... you wanted to take up one night of my time..."

"It's for this stupid script."

...

Verurny Samir said lightly.

Alora: "..."

Alright, she had completely misunderstood...

"However."

The man's black eyes swept across Alora's red face. "I'll satisfy you in the future."

Alora: "..."

She did not dare to look at him, so she could only bite the bullet and return to the study. "I'll help you with it." Samir looked at her dejected back and smiled.

"So Mommy has to work overtime tonight?"

James looked at Alora's back with his eyes wide open.

"Yes." "Mommy is too tired."

"I'll get my brother to make milk tea for Mommy," the little fellow sighed.

Milk tea?

"Bring me a cup too," Alexander said as his eyes lit up.

"There's only boiled water for you," James said as he raised his head and looked at him silently. Alexander's script was actually not long, and Alora had finished reading it in less than two hours.

She sat on the sofa and used a pen to draw an analysis of the character relationship on the paper.

Occasionally, she would look up and steal a glance at Samir. He was sitting in the main seat of the study and working.

This was the first time that Alora had observed Samir working seriously at a close distance.

Unlike his usual laziness, this man was exceptionally handsome and charming when he was serious. From her angle, she could see his long and curly eyelashes, his tall nose, his thin lips, and his chiseled lower jaw.

Unconsciously, she was stunned.

"Little Aunt?"

Alexander's probing voice sounded in her ear.

Only then did she come back to her senses.

"The character I am acting is actually related to this killer in this way?"

Alexander pointed at the network chart on the paper and asked doubtfully. "Yes, this is a secret line. I figured it out after reading the script twice." "Sigh."

"I hate this female actress who plays the killer role. I don't want to play with her." Alexander sighed.

"Since you want to be a good actor, you should treat yourself as that role. Once you get into the role, you won't hate her anymore." Alora lowered her head, writing something. Alexander curled his lips and didn't say anything.

Another hour passed and Alora finally analyzed all the psychological analysis and had written several pages of notes.

She stretched and handed the script to Alexander. "I've heard of this movie before. Wasn't the male lead

Truett? How did it suddenly become you?" Alexander took the script and smiled slyly. "The female lead of this movie is very beautiful." "I want to go after her, so I stole Truett's role." Alora: ""

Was this even possible? "The protagonist that has been decided is not so easy to pick, right?"

"Just a matter of a few words." The man who was working with his head lowered stopped the pen in his hand. He raised his head and glanced at Alora with his bottomless eyes. "You can tell me which movie you like in the future." Alora: "....."

She shrugged. "I'm just a stunt double. I don't need this privilege!" "It's getting late. If there's nothing else, I'll go back to sleep first." The woman stretched. After saying that, she turned around and strode away. Alexander stood where he was and looked in the direction she had left. He frowned slightly. "Uncle, are you really not going to check Little Aunt's past?" "I can see she actually likes acting and is very experienced." "What kind of past could it be that makes her not want to be an official actress at all?" "Maybe it's a knot in her heart." Samir lowered his head and continued to work on the documents. He did not want to look into her past.

He didn't care whether she was good or bad in the past or what she had experienced.

As long as she could be his wife in peace, the past was not important. "It's a pity." Alexander pouted. "It's not. As long as she likes this industry, she will shine brightly sooner or later."

"But she doesn't want to be an official actress." "Even though she doesn't want to act, can she really avoid acting at all?" Samir asked indifferently as he looked at the documents.