Chapter 908 - 907: He Feels Sorry for Her

Chapter 908: Chapter 907: He Feels Sorry for Her

No one dislikes a person who is both capable and hardworking.

Bella Acker continued filming the first scene. The entire crew had to rush to finish it before noon; otherwise, they’d have to postpone it until tomorrow morning.

The sun climbed high, and under nearly thirty-degree heat, Bella Acker kept running back and forth along the designated path by the seaside, sweating as she went and retouching her makeup when needed, then continuing the shoot.

Some staff members couldn’t help but seek shelter under the parasols, yet she seemed oblivious to the heat.

"Alright, this scene is done. Ms. Acker, it’s really tough for you." The director smiled in thanks, watching Bella approach. Only then did he realize she wasn’t immune to the heat; her cheeks were flushed, and her neck was drenched in sweat. She was just professional, shooting silently to achieve the best results.

Bella Acker reviewed the playback and was fairly satisfied with the morning shoot. She smiled and said, "Everyone worked hard."

Judy Zimmerman immediately brought over iced water and a towel.

Bella Acker gulped down two mouthfuls of iced water, finally feeling some relief from the scorching heat inside her.

Damian Sinclair frowned, stepping forward to grab the iced water bottle from her hand, then handed her a bottle of room temperature mineral water, saying, "Drinking iced water in this heat, aren’t you afraid of heatstroke?"

Next to them, Judy Zimmerman shrank back, silently passing the towel to Damian.

Damian took the towel and carefully wiped the sweat off Bella’s forehead.

Those around were clearly surprised at how attentively Damian cared for Bella, but they all pretended they hadn’t noticed, busying themselves with their tasks.

Bella Acker felt a bit embarrassed, taking the towel from Damian’s hand and whispering, "I can do it myself."

Damian knew she was shy. With so many people around, he didn’t plan to tease her, simply saying, "I hadn’t seen you act before. Watching today, I realized filming is this exhausting."

"This is nothing. Shooting a music video is much easier. Filming TV dramas when we’re rushing for time, especially with action scenes, that’s truly tough, and injuries often happen," Bella didn’t think the morning shoot was particularly exhausting.

"Injuries happen?" Damian instantly furrowed his brows, wondering whether it might be better to stop her from acting.

"Hold on." Bella, sensing Damian’s thoughts, immediately said, "President Sinclair, this is my job. If you interfere, be careful or I’ll fall out with you."

She spoke quietly so that only the two of them and Judy standing next to them heard.

Damian gave her a sidelong glance and sighed, "If I interfered, you wouldn’t be doing this work."

Detecting his tone of helplessness, Bella knew he was concerned about her getting too tired. Softening her tone, she handed him the opened water bottle, saying, "I know. Come on, President, have some water to calm down."

Damian saw her ingratiating expression, and a hint of amusement appeared in his eyes, though he quickly hid it. Turning to the director, he said, "The morning shoot stops here. Let’s take a lunch break."

"Understood, Mr. Sinclair." The director agreed, and the staff began packing up the props.

Lunch was custom-ordered boxed meals for Kingston’s staff, three meat dishes and two vegetable dishes—quite a feast.

Bella Acker retreated to a shady resting area, where Damian handed her lunch.

Nearby staff saw this and nearly dropped their jaws in shock.