After divorce, Ex-wife Revealed Identities

Chapter 280

Soon, the filming started.

Much to Brock's surprise, the crew of "Angel and Demon on Earth" also chose the same day to start

filming in the film and television base.

In the past few weeks, Angel and Demon on Earth hyped up news online and became trending topics

on Twitter frequently.

On the day of the startup ceremony, all the crew members, staff members, directors, and scriptwriters

arrived on the scene.

Roland wore a dark-gray suit, looking elegant and spirited.

The leading roles, Zane and Gianna, stood on either side of him.

"Angel and Demon on Earth" was the most critical movie invested in by Carson Entertainment, so the

startup ceremony was grand.

Not only many famous reporters had been invited, but some famous online media workers were also

invited.

Wearing a red dress, Gianna put on delicate makeup. Her blonde curly hair hung over her shoulders,

making her eye-catching.

Zane was handsome in a white suit. As the reporters requested, he struck poses to let them take

photos.

Roland stood in the center, answering the reporters' questions.

"I film this movie for youngsters. Only the young will feel the purity and beauty of love. I hope other

audiences can see this movie in the future, as it can help them recall their youth."

"Everyone has their right to recall their youth."

"I believe the audience will be moved when seeing my movie. They will definitely think about the good

old days when they were still young."

Roland answered the questions and introduced his movies gracefully.

When he was excited, the sound of firecrackers suddenly interrupted the ceremony.

Roland's expression changed as he hadn't talked about the critical points yet. He still hadn't fully

expressed his opinions, so he wondered who played the firecrackers.

After all, it was forbidden to play the firecrackers in public.

However, in front of the reporters, Roland had to repress his anger to avoid showing his short-tempered

side.

Waving his hand at the deputy director, he asked harshly, "What's going on?"

"Another crew is also holding a startup ceremony," the deputy director told him.

"I don't care if they hold a startup ceremony, but why do they play firecrackers? It's too noisy," Roland

complained unhappily, "Tell them not to impact us."

"Yes, Mr. Simon. I'll inform them now," the deputy director answered while nodding.

"Wait a moment," Roland said coldly, "I'll go there myself. Let me see which crew is so bold to provoke

me."

Then he walked toward the next door.

All the reporters followed him. Earlier, they had only heard "Angel and Demon on Earth" would hold a

startup ceremony but didn't know another movie would also start to film.

Especially, Roland wanted to check on them in person, so they believed there should be a drama soon.

After all, many sponsors and directors treated the startup ceremony seriously. They only wished to see

good signs.

However, the other crew also wanted a good sign, so Eden played firecrackers. This content is © NôvelDrama.Org.

The sounds made their crew eye-catching.

They didn't invite reporters or online anchors, so no one paid attention to their crew.

However, they could celebrate it by themselves.

After the firecrackers had been lit, everyone covered their ears and waited for it to end, and the scene

was amusing.

When Roland arrived with a group of reporters, he saw the scene coincidentally.

All people on the scene seemed to be junk to him. They even stood with their backs toward him while

chatting and laughing.

In Roland's opinion, a startup ceremony was essential.

However, the crew members dressed casually. He even saw one staff member wearing slippers.

They disrespected the art.

Roland didn't think they were professional actors and actresses. He didn't know anyone of them except

for a man named Keith, who had played a lot of minor characters.

Roland snorted and didn't think this crew deserved to hold the startup ceremony on the same day as

his crew.

With a stern look, he walked toward the group.

Right then, the firecrackers ended.

Then he heard a familiar voice. "Hurry! Let's clean the scene."

Roland stiffened. He knew the voice so well that his heart tightened.

It was him!

It had been years, and although they hadn't met once, Roland could still immediately recognize him

from his voice.

He stopped mid-step, gazing at the man who was talking.

Suddenly, the man turned round while holding a sweep.

They locked eyes.

Suffocation spread in the air.

Brock narrowed his eyes, tightening his grip on the sweep.

He hadn't expected to see Roland, the scumbag who had plagiarized his playscript and stolen his wife.

Roland returned to his senses quickly. He walked up to Brock, looking surprised. "Brock, why are you

here? It's been years. You are still as handsome as before."

Brock darted a glance at him with an ironic smile. "Stop being so hypocritical. Aren't you tired? You

shouldn't be a director but an actor. You can even win the best actor award."

Roland looked annoyed. "Brock, I know you dislike me, but you don't need to insult me this way."

"Do I look as if I care how you feel?" Brock sneered.

Roland's patience ran out. Since Brock had exposed him, he stopped faking it. "Brock Davila, don't

take my respect for you for granted. Will you film a new movie?"

"Right. I will. What's it up to you?"

"Don't be kidding. You are the hoodoo for the ticket box. Who invested in your movie? Who has the

guts to invest in you?"

Roland laughed as if Brock had told a big joke.

"No matter who our sponsor is, it's none of your business," suddenly, a young man's voice sounded

nearby.

Before Roland recognized him, the reporters shouted excitedly, "Eden West!"

"Goodness me! Eden!"

"Why is he here?"

The reporters immediately rushed to surround Eden.

"Mr. West, are you performing in this movie?"

"Are you working with Mr. Davila?"

"What's your movie about?"

"Who is the female lead? Which actress?"

"Mr. West, how do you feel working with Mr. Davila so far? It's said he's short-tempered and difficult to

get along with."