"Let's go, we're about to start." Jeremy Payne flipped open the script once more for a final review.
It wasn't until he handed the script to the assistant beside him that he noticed there was someone extra outside the set—Adam Sinclair, dressed in a meticulously tailored satin white shirt paired with black textured trousers, complemented by a high-end watch on his wrist and black patent leather shoes, delivering a classic black and white contrast that was simple yet sophisticated. Combined with his handsome appearance and tall stature, he perfectly embodied noble refinement and added a touch of mature steadiness. He lounged leisurely on a recliner not far away, with a cup of coffee beside him, looking just like a man on vacation.
But his aura was so strong that it gave off an impression of strategic calmness and confidence, as if he could command from afar. Few people could overlook his presence, so Jeremy Payne noticed him at first glance.
