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“First time being your photographer, I’ve got to be on point, right?”
Sabrina replied with a grin, her camera capturing the carefully set- up scene. She seemed
too engrossed at her work to notice Bradley’s reactions.
“I’m going to prep myself,” Bradley announced.
“Go ahead,” Sabrina said, still engrossed in her camera, unaware of Bradley’s lingering
gaze.
Bradley really wanted to know about what had transpired between her and Tyrone.
Was her affection for Tyrone that profound?
Could she truly forgive Tyrone for the latter’s infidelity?
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt“Mr. Morgan?” The assistant’s voice jolted Bradley from his reverie.
Bradley snapped back to reality, briefly glancing at Sabrina before retreating to the
dressing room.
Two days earlier, Bradley’s team had sent Sabrina a detailed request document, which she
had meticulously analyzed. However, this inaugural photoshoot was proving less than
smooth sailing.
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The collaboration between Sabrina and Bradley was somewhat discordant, resulting in
less-than-steLlar photos.
Bradley appeared preoccupied throughout the process, and _ they progressed at a snail’s
pace.
Lost in her own musings, Sabrina remained oblivious to Bradley’s altered state. She
mistakenly attributed the issues to her own shortcomings and resolved to rectify the
situation.
Bradley closed his eyes, rubbing his temples as he attempted to push last night’s events
from his mind.
Despite the initial hiccups, the photo shoot went on smoothly.
Upon reviewing the photos provided by Bradley’s team, Sabrina swiftly grasped their
quality standards, striving to align her work accordingly. This adjustment significantly
boosted their efficiency.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmBradley underwent multiple outfit changes, each marked by distinct scenes and styles.
As the shoot concluded, the clock neared eight in the evening, leaving everyone
thoroughly drained.
“Okay, let’s call it a day!” Bradley’s agent nodded approvingly as he inspected the photos
in Sabrina’s camera.
Relief washed over the entire crew.
Bradley, in particular, visibly relaxed, rising from his seat and stretching.
“Thank goodness it’s over. I’m off to change my clothes.”
However, just a few steps away, Bradley paused and turned back to address Sabrina and
his agent, “Sabrina, don’t leave now. Let’s have dinner together. Duane, could you please
book us a chamber at Conway’s?”
Duane glanced at Bradley and winked at him.
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