Chapter 1928: The Neglected Angel

Angel saw Anton Miller arrive early as well, she was a bit surprised, but more delighted.

Ignoring all the fans and reporters, her eyes were only fixed on this man, in her eyes, he seemed to be glowing.

With a smile, she looked towards his handsome face and took a step towards him, "Anton."

Anton Miller took off his sunglasses, put one hand in his pocket, completely ignored her, and stepped inside.

Angel’s steps hesitated slightly, amidst all the cameras, she dared not show awkwardness, still smiling as she turned around and followed Anton inside, after all, so many people were watching.

"Wow, they really look perfect together!"

"Do you think Angel might become Anton’s new girlfriend?"

"I don’t know, maybe, after all, spending so much time filming together."

Anton Miller walked forward step by step, ignoring all the voices. He didn’t know if Abby had arrived.

His brow slightly furrowed, unable to foresee what the scene would be like seeing her for the first time after ten years apart.

He had imagined this scene countless times, maybe at the corner coffee shop, or at some scenic spot... just one turn, and they would meet again.

Anton was filled with anticipation for today’s meeting and became very cautious.

He almost forgot he was here to film today.

As his bodyguard pressed the elevator button, opening the door, he stood outside waiting for a moment while Angel hurried her steps behind him, quickly standing beside him, "Anton." She glanced over again, smiling as she softly called his name, "Good morning!"

But the moment she finished speaking, the elevator door opened, and Anton Miller walked in without looking back, ignoring her once again.

This left Angel feeling awkward, she paused and did not go in.

Anton’s assistant and bodyguard entered, the elevator doors closed, and soon it ascended.

A trace of sadness crossed the woman’s face, she thought, if it was just a moment ago at the entrance, because of the many fans and noisy surroundings, he didn’t hear her, that would be understandable.

But now, she stood right beside him, and Anton Miller was clearly ignoring her on purpose!

Why?

Did she offend him?

How could he be so cold? Like an iceberg?

Angel felt an indescribable discomfort in her heart, as a film star she had never experienced such treatment, she liked Anton, deeply attracted by his unique charisma.

Everything was fine just yesterday!

Didn’t they just shake hands then?

"Miss Keira, the elevator here is open," a staff member gently reminded.

The woman came back to her senses, her face darkened as she turned and entered the elevator.

Sharon was by her side, immediately noticing her thoughts, and comforted her, "Anton might be in a bad mood today, or he has morning grumpiness, after all, he’s never come this early to the set before. I checked, his scenes are scheduled around ten; the first scene is the leading lady’s part."

With her comforting words, Angel’s mood naturally became better.

She learned to observe people’s reactions for the future.

"Keira, if you really like him, you have three months to get to know each other, don’t rush. There are not just kissing scenes but also bed scenes between you. Young women sometimes shouldn’t be too proactive."

Ella’s words made sense, so Angel felt a lot better, "I couldn’t help myself, I’ll be more careful in the future."

Upstairs, Anton Miller walked out of the elevator, striding towards the large makeup room, feeling unprecedented anticipation and nervousness inside.

His mind was full of Abby’s image.

Today, he was wearing a white shirt, feeling cool and breezy, smooth and soft, perfectly showcasing his physique. His handsomeness carried a slight rebellious streak, always a bit unique.