The entire photo studio was shrouded in silence. The assistants couldn't help but feel their breaths stopping when they heard the photographer.
Victor's assistant couldn't help gulp. This was probably her fault in the first place. She had forgotten to tell the photographer not to include intimate scenes. She could only imagine what would happen once she faced her boss in the office after they were done.
Even the thought was enough to make her tremble from head to toe.
She instantly lowered her head, still in fright. She might as well drag her assistant friend beside her and have a good lunch! After thinking of this, she grabbed Rose's hand and said, "Let's escape! I don't think we can handle our boss today! We should find good men and go on a double date instead."
Rose shook her head. "Haley, this is our duty. We have to be here for our bosses."
"Are you mad?!" Haley snapped. "You must be out of your mind to act arrogant like this. Get a grip and live for a while!"
"We live for work. Don't disturb me."
"No, you're coming with me! I'm not listening to you!"
Rose rubbed her forehead as a hint of impatience appeared in her eyes. "Why are you acting like this?"
Haley's lips pursed, and she lamented, "I just wanted a break from everything."
Rose's eyes softened. She knew how hard Haley's work was since she was the CEO's assistant. She sighed, "Fine. Let's go."
The two friends talked about the place they wanted to go to and escaped the room in an instant. Even though they knew they would probably be punished the next day, they didn't want to face their angry bosses anymore!
When Haley was about to get inside the elevator, Haley got a phone call. Rose frowned as she looked at her blonde friend's face becoming pale when she picked up the call. The latter went in another direction to talk to the person. After a few minutes, the girl walked back with her forehead full of sweat and said, "You can go alone. I have some work to do."
"Did your boss find out?"
"En." Haley's lips were pursed as she sighed. "I guess I will have to wait for Victor in his office."
On the other side, the three people inside the photo studio were in a stalemate. The photographer stood there with an awkward expression on his face as he looked at Victor. The latter's face was so dark that the surroundings turned colder and colder.
Even Julia, who was frustrated a while ago because of what the photographer just demanded, couldn't help but tremble. She glanced at the man standing beside her as she hurried away from him, increasing the distance between them. Then she turned to the old man and requested, "Can you change it?"
After Victor heard those words, he glanced at the girl as the cold aura cooled down by one degree, but it was only a little. He probably felt that the girl was right, and he should agree with her. In a moment, his face became dark again when he realized what he was thinking about.
He glared at her. "Mind your own business."
"Oh? Isn't this my business too?! Am I not the other party involved?!"
"You aren't," said Victor as his gaze turned colder. "If I want, I can shoot this video alone and declare you dead. In any case, I just wanted your signature," he uttered and glanced at the old man. "Shoot different portraits of us."
Julia's anger flared as she stared at the indifferent expression of the man standing in front of her eyes. Just who did he think he was?! An Emperor?!
What gave him the right to order her like this? She understood what he meant. He wanted the photographer to shoot them alone in different snaps. That meant Victor would be the only one in a frame, and she wasn't invited at all! Even though she had no desire to be in the same frame as him, the thought of the man controlling her life like this made her swear under her breath.
The more she thought about it, the angrier she felt. Her gaze turned colder and colder as she opened her mouth and shouted, "Who do you think you are?! I clearly signed the agreement and the marriage certificate, and now, legally, I'm your wife! I also have a say in this!"
She glanced at the old man and raised her chin high. "Shoot us together."
The old man didn't know whom to listen to anymore. He glanced at Victor, whose eyes carried a hint of anger. The next second, the latter let out a dark chuckle and said, "Fine. Shoot us together."
The tone he spoke with was so cold and icy that the photographer trembled. He gripped the camera as he chuckled nervously. "Let's get going then."
After this incident, he didn't dare to tell them any intimate poses. He just asked them to stand side by side and look at one another with an affectionate gaze.
Victor sneered.
Julia crossed her hands and looked at the other side.
The two of them didn't look like they were even interested in glancing at one another. At this time, the photographer scratched his head and thought for a while. Maybe he should take a different approach.
An idea appeared in his head. "Let's do one thing. You both imagine your favorite dishes in the other person's place."
Favorite dish? Julia's eyes lit up. Food made out of potatoes was the best thing for her! She glanced at the man again as his face turned into a potato chip in her imagination. Her expression instantly changed and became affectionate. It even carried a hint of love for that piece of chips.
A chill crawled up his spine. He closed his eyes and hypnotized himself that the girl beside him wasn't a human being but rather a sweet dish. After a while, he opened his eyes and looked at the girl. Even his eyes became affectionate at the moment.
The old man's eyes widened as he snapped the pic at the same time. "Perfect!"
Victor and Julia averted their eyes and pretended they didn't do what they just did. Under extreme discomfort, the two of them took a dozen or so shots while imagining their favorite food stuff in another's face. It worked for a while, but even imagining didn't work.
A trace of impatience appeared in Victor's eyes. "That's enough for today. Send me a copy of that photo."
"It's not!" Julia, for some reason, wanted to go against the man as much as she could. She felt weird when she refused, but before she could think about it, she heard the man's tone.
"What, you really think you're Mrs. Bush? So much that you want more photos of us together?" Victor's gaze had a hint of anger as he stared at her. "Good. Now, you're not allowed to escape this place until we shoot a hundred photos today!"
Julia's eyes widened when she heard this.