Chapter 199 He Completely Lost Control for Her

She was so desperate to kiss Everett?!

He had thought that she would change for the better this time she came back. Unexpectedly, she was still as flighty as ever!

She saw a man and couldn't wait to throw herself at him. Couldn't she show a little restraint?!

She would also pretend to be innocent in front of him!

The shooting resumed.

Penelope was sitting on the swing, swaying back and forth intermittently. Suddenly, she saw her beloved, dressed in military uniform, dismounting his horse and striding towards her. Her face, which had initially appeared somewhat desolate, lit up in an instant.

A smile that toppled the city.

She leapt off the swing, landing squarely in Everett's arms.

Everett gazed deeply into her eyes, where the ink-like color swirled, filled with longing and joy from a long-awaited reunion, as well as an almost uncontrollable deep-seated love.

He held her, spinning quickly, the steady and serious man unusually imbued with a touch of youthful vitality and eagerness.

Suddenly, he lowered his face and deeply kissed Penelope's lips.

The moment Everett lowered his face, Penelope's little face couldn't help but turn a bit red. She really wasn't used to being so close to other men, and subconsciously wanted to push him away.

However, remembering that this was her job and she had to be professional, she still half-closed her eyes, letting him linger on her lips, over and over again.

Seeing Everett really kissing Penelope, every single cell in Zackary's body was pushed to the extreme of discomfort.

"Penelope!"

Penelope was some distance away from him, even his voice, dangerously terrifying as it was, she couldn't hear, and it couldn't affect her in any way.

Zackary saw that Everett still hadn't let go of Penelope. Zackary could no longer bear it, his long legs stepped out straight, and he quickly walked towards the shooting area.

"Zackary..." Lola's face was as pale as paper. Everyone knew that she and Zackary were a loving couple. If he were to rush up now and prevent Everett and Penelope from kissing, what would everyone think?!

Where could she, Lola, put her face after this!

"Zackary, my shoot is about to start over there, will you come with me?" Lola pleaded pitifully, shaking his arm, "Zackary, please, I want you to be with me."

Zackary had no reaction whatsoever.

But in the end, he didn't rush over, because Everett and Penelope had already separated.

At that moment, Penelope looked extremely shy. Some of it was an act, but she was genuinely embarrassed to some extent.

After all, kissing a man with whom I should have had no interaction was truly an embarrassing thing.

She was afraid that if she didn't perform well, Weston would call cut and they would have to start over. The endless kissing scenes were exhausting, it would be better to get it right the first time.

So, in that just-concluded kissing scene, she had used all the acting skills she had accumulated over several lifetimes.

After emerging from Everett's embrace, she took a few steps back. She slightly lowered her eyelids, trying hard to recall the lines from the script.

"General, allow me to dance for you, to celebrate your triumphant return!"

Saying so, she gently lifted her water sleeves and gracefully began to dance among the myriad of flowers.

Her ankle, which was not capable of intense exercise at the time, didn't need to perform any stunning dances for the promotional video. All she needed to do was to lift her water sleeves and lightly dance a few turns among the myriad of flowers.

What truly required her to dance was another promotional video she was to shoot a few days later.

Although they were just a few simple dance moves, Penelope was so graceful, her body so supple, and her waist so slender, that she was still breathtakingly beautiful. Such a beautiful sight seemed as if it could only exist in heaven.

It was not until Penelope finished these actions that the dumbfounded Weston suddenly came back to his senses.

Weston, who was used to big scenes, was so shocked. It was one thing that Penelope's performance was too stunning, but more importantly, it was that kiss just now.

Everyone knew that Mr. Murray was ascetic and indifferent, composed and self-possessed, viewing women as dangerous as floods and fierce beasts. However, just now, Weston clearly saw an uncontrollable infatuation in his actions.

It seemed as if, the world was poisoned.

Senior Assistant Mr. Dawson covered his face hard, why did the boss always act like he hadn't seen a woman in hundreds of years every time he met Ms. Sullivan?!

Yes, the boss has been single since birth, pent up for a long time, anxious and desperate. It's quite normal.

The shooting had ended, but Everett was still immersed in that kiss, unable to extricate himself.

He lost control again in front of Penelope.

Just now, he almost couldn't let her go.

If it weren't for not wanting to appear too excessive, making people think that she got the endorsement because he manipulated the rules, which would affect her reputation, he would not have been willing to let go.

"Mr. Murray, I apologize for the inconvenience earlier, and for having you act with me personally." After the shooting, Penelope politely said as a formality.

Weston also quickly spoke up, "Yes, Mr. Murray, you've really gone through a lot of trouble! With your strong support, our video will definitely be a hit before it even airs."

Everett didn't look at Weston, instead, he gazed deeply into Penelope's eyes, "Penelope, you still owe me a meal."

"Huh?" Penelope looked utterly confused. She really hadn't expected Everett to suddenly say something like that.

Asking the little girl for food, Everett didn't feel embarrassed at all, "Penelope, you said before, you would treat me to a meal."

The hand that Dawson had covering his face, he couldn't even bear to remove it.

Boss, could we have a little dignity, please?

You were the head of the prestigious Murray Group, wealthy and influential. How did you end up like this, as if you were too poor to afford a meal?!

Lola tightly clung to Zackary's arm, not forgetting to add fuel to his anger, "Zackary, Mr. Murray is really unusual towards my sister."

"I never dared to imagine that the always cold-hearted Mr. Murray would be so smitten with a woman. Mr. Murray really liked my sister. It seemed that my sister also had a soft spot for Mr. Murray, otherwise, she wouldn't have been so shy when she kissed Mr. Murray, and even invited him to have dinner before."

Shy?!

Penelope was indeed quite shy just now.

...

I was nothing!

Zackary absolutely couldn't stand it anymore!

He had forgotten that Lola was by his side. He suddenly stepped forward, and Lola's body abruptly lost support. She fell clumsily to the ground.

Zackary was oblivious to all of this, his eyes glowing crimson as he tightly gripped Penelope's wrist.

"Penelope, have you no shame?! Still calling yourself a maid?! Do you enjoy referring to yourself like this in front of Everett?!"

Penelope's wrist was painfully gripped by Zackary. She truly felt that he was being utterly unreasonable. It was just a line from the script, why did he have to blow it out of proportion, even accusing her of being shameless?!

Before Penelope could withdraw her hand, Zackary spoke again with a cold face, "Penelope, was it particularly thrilling to be kissed by Everett?!"

Penelope was directly made to laugh by Zackary.

She looked at him, no longer with the initial timidity and cowardice, but with a light and breezy mockery, "What's the matter, Mr. Spencer, you want to give it a try? Too bad, Mr. Murray doesn't fancy your type!"

"Penelope!" Zackary's grip tightened, he was so angry that he wished he could turn into a bomb and blow up this infuriating woman who was driving him to his wits' end.

"Zackary, let go!" Everett saw Penelope wincing in pain, and he couldn't help but furrow his brow as well.

"What, Everett, you actually like me, Zackary, playing with worn-out women?!"