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Chapter 660 - 660 Bare Naked Counterattack 4

Chapter 660: Bare Naked Counterattack 4 Chapter 660: Bare Naked Counterattack 4 Amelia Wilson obsequiously sat beside him, reaching out to massage his shoulders and said, “Don’t be angry, don’t be angry with me. You know very well that although I have some acting skills, my looks always take precedence. It’s not a bad thing to be good-looking, and being able to rely on looks while cultivating talent is quite good.”

“I get it, you’re angry at me, angry that I am not living up to your expectations. The celebrities you introduce all need to be exceptionally attractive but depend on their talents.”

“You must be aware that you’re nothing more than a pretty face. Don’t you know that the Entertainment Circle is never short of beautiful women? The only thing lacking is the opportunity to ascend. Without talent, you’ll eventually be replaced by younger and more beautiful female stars.” Henry Campbell replied, his eyes closed.

She was well aware of this fact. Hence, she always acted with earnestness, understanding every aspect of the story, including historical details that she was unfamiliar with, staying up all night until she had them figured out before sleeping.

But she never complained about these hardships. It was a basic quality required of an actor.

Amelia Wilson continued to massage his shoulders obsequiously, chuckling and saying, “Just give me some time. I will strive to become prettier and more knowledgeable.”

“All your talking, doesn’t your mouth feel dry?” Henry Campbell impatiently retorted.

Amelia Wilson immediately responded, “Wait a bit. I’ll get you a glass of warm water soon.”

When Henry Campbell opened his eyes, he saw Amelia Wilson breaking into a trot to fetch a water cup. Her slender, fair legs were captivating. Henry wondered if he was starting to have wild thoughts because he had been celibate for too long.

So he felt that keeping his eyes closed felt more comfortable.

Having finally served Henry Campbell, Amelia Wilson collapsed onto the bed again. But almost instantly, her phone started ringing. Without even glancing at the screen, she picked up and blurted out,”Hello, who is it?”

“Oh, still in bed?”

Recognizing this annoying voice, Amelia Wilson instantly became alert and yelled into the phone, “Robert Taylor, are you freaking nuts?”

“It appears you’ve read the morning news. How do you rate that article? Your young master wrote it personally. Did it move you?” Robert Taylor replied gleefully.

Amelia Wilson shouted back, “Moved my ass! I just think you’re sick. I told you, I’m not marrying you.”

“Back then, you believed that I wanted to marry you only to trick you into bed. Now, I’m proposing to you through the media, isn’t that sincere enough? This is not a simple matter of getting you into bed.” Robert Taylor responded earnestly, the sincerity permeating through the phone.

Amelia Wilson immediately retorted, “I’d rather sleep with you than marry you. Don’t you get it?”

“In bed? Sure, I’ve got time any time. Just say when. Can I come now? You’re still in bed, just wait for me there!” Robert Taylor purred into the phone, his voice filled with sly innuendo, making a pass at Amelia Wilson.

At this, Amelia Wilson was dumbstruck.

Did she really say that? No. It’s because Robert Taylor was clearly the one with a problem. Alright then!