The Return of the Disguised Princess

The Return of the Disguised Princess Chapter 202

Soon, Mr. Garcia arranged for a car to pick them up.

As soon as they got in the car, Amelie’s phone rang.

She quickly opened her phone and found that it was a message from Jeff, with a picture attached.

Amelie clicked on the picture and was surprised to see that the person in the picture looked familiar.

Although she couldn’t quite recognize who it was, she had a suspicion in her heart.

Then came another message.

[Found someone who was closely connected to Willard.]

Why did she feel like she had seen that silhouette somewhere before?

Amelie thought and thought but couldn’t remember.

“Amelie, we’re here.”

Suddenly Belen spoke, bringing Amelie back to reality.

Never mind, I’ll think about it tonight.

Amelie turned off her phone and got out of the car.

When she arrived at the hotel, everyone was already there.

Mr. Garcia had already sat down and started drinking.

The arrival of Amelie made everyone present stop what they were doing.

When Mr. Garcia saw Amelie, he immediately stood up.

“Come on, let’s welcome our leading lady, Amelie!”

Mr. Garcia clapped his hands, and everyone in the room followed suit. Some raised their glasses, while others

applauded, expressing their warm welcome..

The lively atmosphere made Amelie a little uncomfortable, but she remained polite and smiled calmly as she

greeted everyone.

Finally, the server led her to the empty seat next to Mr. Garcia.

Amelie noticed another empty seat beside her.

She looked at the empty seat curiously, thinking someone would come later.

However, as they were about to finish, the seat remained empty.

“Mr. Garcia, are we expecting someone else?”

Amelie asked the others curiously.

“Of course, the biggest investor in our film hasn’t arrived yet, but I’m sure he’ll be here soon.”

Mr. Garcia replied, looking at the time on his wrist.

Amelie understood and didn’t ask any further.

Belen was already so hungry that she began to eat.

On the other hand, Amelie had no appetite and sat quietly, occasionally raising her glass to toast with others.

Just as everyone was chatting and laughing, a burst of footsteps sounded from the door.

Amelie turned her head curiously.

How could it be him?

Amelie stared at the man in front of her in surprise, somewhat unacceptable.

Mr. Garcia was very excited and quickly stood up, walking over to the man.

“Mr. Byron, you’ve finally arrived. We’ve been waiting for you here for a long time. Please, please take a seat.”

Mr. Garcia gestured and then pointed to the seat next to Amelie.

The person they had been waiting for was Lamont, but Lamont’s gaze kept intentionally or unintentionally shifting

toward

Amelie.

He had come here for her.

However, to his disappointment, Amelie kept looking away as if he didn’t even exist.

Lamont couldn’t help feeling a bit unhappy, but didn’t want to cause a scene with so many people present.

Mr. Garcia kept finding topics to talk about and chatting with Lamont.

Amelie, who sat next to them felt uneasy.

It was about 9:30 pm, and the dinner was coming to an end.

Amelie glanced at her phone and realized it was getting late. She should head home.

Then she got up straight away, ready to say goodbye.

“Mr. Garcia, it’s getting late. I think I should head home now. Tomorrow is the first day of shooting, and I don’t want

to be

late.”

Amelie quickly found an excuse to leave.

This excuse of hers sounded very reasonable.

Therefore, Amelie believed that Mr. Garcia would not refuse, so she got up directly and was about to leave.

But at this moment, Lamont suddenly spoke.

“I didn’t expect Ms. Mullen to be so dedicated. But have you forgotten that I’m your investor? You haven’t had a

drink with me

yet.”

Amelie’s expression instantly changed as Lamont spoke,, her eyes showing a hint of gloom and discontent.

She tried hard to control herself and not lose her temper in public.

Amelie stared at Lamont seriously for about ten seconds before speaking.

“Mr. Byron, of course, I’m fully committed. After all, this play is your investment. I can’t afford to be half–hearted

and cause

you any trouble.”

Amelie said tonelessly and made an effort to force a smile.

Then she looked at Mr. Garcia.

“Mr. Garcia, thank you for your hospitality today, but I’m not feeling well, so I’ll be leaving now. Please forgive me.

Don’t

worry, tomorrow is the first day of shooting, and I’ll give it my all.”

Amelie turned the conversation to work again.

Mr. Garcia didn’t know what to say, and he was glancing at Lamont occasionally, who remained silent. Mr. Garcia

felt extremely embarrassed and was afraid of saying the wrong thing.

After some thought, he nodded.

“Then, Ms. Mullen, please go home. See you tomorrow.”

After getting Mr. Garcia’s consent, Amelie was relieved. Without even looking at Lamont, she quickly left and

disappeared from everyone’s sight.

It wasn’t until she walked outside the hotel that Amelie slowed down.

“Amelie, wait for me.”

Belen followed Amelie, trying to catch up.

Amelie slowed down her pace.

“Amelie, are you okay?”

“I’m fine. Let’s just get back quickly,” Amelie didn’t say anything else and stopped a taxi, getting in.

Belen could tell she wasn’t in a good mood and didn’t ask any more questions.

The next few days went by smoothly without any unexpected incidents during filming.

At first, Amelie had trouble getting into character, but thankfully Belen was always there to help her practice her

lines. Slowly but surely, Amelie became more immersed in her role and even gained Mr. Garcia’s approval.

She thought filming would continue to go smoothly, but Cynthia had other plans.

On the day of the underwater scene, Amelie had caught a cold the night before and was feeling a bit groggy. She

discussed with Belen about finding a stand–in, so they wouldn’t delay the shoot.

However, when Amelie arrived at the filming location the next day, she found that the stand–in they had arranged

hadn’t

shown up yet.

Mr. Thomson was so anxious that he kept making phone calls, worrying about delaying the filming process.

When Mr. Thomson hung up the phone and walked over with a heavy expression, Amelie could tell that they still

hadn’t found.

a stand–in.

It was strange because Amelie always had a backup stand–in on set in case of emergencies.

The stand–in used to come every day, but for some reason today, she disappeared.