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Rachel gave a faint smile and answered, "Maybe he is busy with something else at this moment? He is my boss. Have you ever
seen any employee who knows his boss' whereabouts clearly?"
This sentence clearly explained that Rachel did not have any abnormal relationship with Clark. Thus, the reporters didn't ask her
anything related to Clark. Instead, they asked her some other questions.
After the press conference, Rachel got off the stage and was about to have a rest.
Michelle approached her and whispered to her ear, "Rachel, Mr. Clark is here."
Rachel looked at Michelle surprisingly, asking, "Where is he now?"
"Come with me." Michelle then led Rachel to a lounge behind the stage.
Michelle opened the door, saying, "Rachel, he is inside. You can go in now!"
With these words, Rachel ran into the room to find out Clark was in this room.
He was sleeping on a sofa with a tired look. It seemed that he hadn't had a good sleep for a long time.
Stunned, Rachel didn't dare to move a step forward. She couldn't believe that Clark had really come to her.
She had been thinking about him all this time. But what had he been busy with? The moment she saw him, Rachel knew that
she had really fallen in love with him.
Rachel moved towards Clark slowly and she had mixed feelings in her heart.
She struggled in her mind. She missed him but dared not to get close to him!
At last, she lost control of herself and went to sit beside him. She reached out and touched his firm face.
"Why are you so late?" Unable to hold back her tears, she had red-rimmed eyes.
Rachel didn't notice the man's eyelashes suddenly moved, but soon returned to calm.
As long as she thought that he refused to see her while she missed him so much these days, Rachel felt a little unhappy.
But seeing how tried he was, her heart ached for him.

Looking at his handsome face, Rachel felt a desire growing in her heart.
She could not control herself, leaned over and kissed him on the face.
At this moment, a crack was heard from behind!
When she looked back, Rachel saw a paparazzi squatting at the door, with a camera in his hand shooting at her and Clark
fiercely!
"Who is taking pictures?" Rachel stood up, coldly looked at the paparazzo and walked quickly towards him. The paparazzo stood
up and turned around, trying to flee, but was stopped by Michelle!
Michelle stared at the camera in his hand, and suddenly understood what happened when she looked at Rachel's face.
She grabbed the camera from his hand and smashed it to the ground!
"What are you doing? That's my camera!" The paparazzo was anxious and reached out to pick up the camera on the ground, but
Michelle stepped on his hand.
"Dare to snap photos? Humph, you are so bold!" Michelle rubbed her foot against his hand and the paparazzo winced in pain
and screamed for mercy.
"I'm sorry, sister. It's my fault. I won't dare to take photos in secret anymore! Please forgive me! I'm so sorry!" The paparazzo
kept begging Michelle for mercy.
Clark had woken up. He stood up, walked to them and picked up the camera.
As soon as Rachel saw him, she was shocked!
'When did he wake up? I kissed him just now. He didn't notice, did he?' Rachel thought to herself.
Thinking of this, Rachel's temple was throbbing.
Clark opened the camera and saw the blue screen. Frowning, he threw the camera into the trash bin.
Her eyes were fixed on Clark's movements. Rachel was relieved when she found that he didn't see any photos.
Fortunately, he didn't notice that she had kissed him secretly.

Michelle let go of the paparazzo and the latter hurried to crawl over, begging Clark with a sad face, "I'm sorry, Mr. Clark, I won't
dare to take any pictures of you again. Please return the camera to me..."
Clark's voice was as cold as ice, stating, "Give the camera back to you so that you can take it back to restore the data? And then
you can sell our photos to make a big fortune?"
The paparazzo was taken aback. He looked at Clark and was too scared to say anything.
Clark gave him a cold glare. "Here are two choices for you. You'd better get out and shut up yourself! Or I'll have someone
directly seal your mouth, so that you'll never be able to speak!"
"No," the paparazzo shook his head immediately. "Mr. Clark, I'll go by myself! I don't want the camera anymore. I won't tell
anyone about what happened today! Otherwise, I will be struck by lightning!"
"Fuck off!" The paparazzo was so frightened that he almost wet his pants, and retreated out of the lounge in a hurry.
Glancing at the camera in the trash bin, Clark turned to Michelle and said, "Take this out and get rid of it."
"Yes, sir!" Michelle hastened to grab the camera which had not completely been broken and took it away.
There were only two people left in the lounge. After what had happened just now, Rachel was a little embarrassed and didn't
know how to get along with Clark for a while.
If he was awake just now and she did that to him, it would be so humiliating.
However, it seemed that Clark was totally unaware of what had happened before. He turned to look at her and the sternness in
his eyes faded.
"Is the press conference over?" Clark asked flatly.
"Well," said Rachel, nodding. Then she raised her head and asked, "Why didn't you show up?"
Clark explained unhurriedly, "I have too many things to take care of in the company recently. When I got here, the press
conference had already started. So I decided to stay here and wait for you."
It suddenly dawned on Rachel that Clark didn't have time to see her because he was too busy.

In the following days, Clark went home more often and the two got along well.
Without any film to shot, Rachel would study acting skills very hard.
Besides, Clark hired a tutor to teach Rachel. The latter worked hard, so she had made great progress in her acting skills.
One day, Rachel was studying the script and was surprised to see Clark coming back.
As soon as he entered, Clark handed an invitation to her.
When Rachel opened it and saw what it was, she couldn't help but frown: "What's this? I am invited to take part in an award
ceremony?"
"You have been nominated for the best supporting actress," Clark explained indifferently.
Astonished, Rachel asked, "You mean I'm now the candidate for female supporting role?"
"That's right," Clark nodded. "If you can win this award, it will be of great help to your career in the future."
"But..." when she saw the date on the invitation, Rachel continued hesitantly, "The award ceremony is around the corner. I
haven't prepared any dress, and I haven't walked the red carpet before..."
Looking at her, Clark said, "Don't worry. I'll have someone to design an evening dress for you to attend the award ceremony."
Somehow, Rachel felt something different in his eyes when he was looking at her.
"As for walk the red carpet," he continued after a pause, "Let me company you."
Rachel was a little surprised, but as her boss and the investor of the movie, it was natural for him to show up.
Soon, it was time to walk the red carpet.
Rachel was dressed elegantly. When they walked on the red carpet, the handsome man and pretty woman attracted a lot of
attention from the media! They had become the focus of the crowd!