Thirty minutes later, Channing arrived.

Stella took him to another dressing room and handed him the suit prepared for the shooting. “Try it on first. If it does not fit, you can use a clip.”

“Okay.”

“Well,” she called out to him, “have you talked to your company about this? Do they agree?”

“They are happy to increase my exposure, not to mention that…”

Not to mention that the spokesperson was Winnie.

How could JH Film Company not agree?

She asked, “What?”

He replied, “It’s nothing.”

After saying that, he took the suit and went to get dressed.

She sat in a chair and got a magazine to read.

Soon he came out after changing his clothes.

He said, “It’s a bit loose.”

She looked to him and slightly raised her delicate eyebrows.

He was thinner than the male model. The clothes were a little loose for him. But he had broad shoulders and long legs, thus looking more like a noble young master that was quite cool.

She put the magazine down and said, “I think it’s not bad. What’s the problem except for the size?”

He replied, “Not bad.”

“Well, so be it.” She picked up a tie and said, “Come and sit down. I will tie it for you.”

He walked to her and sat in the chair.

She put the tie around his neck and tied it in a familiar way with her head down.

While tying, she suddenly landed her eyes on his face.

Back then they found a pile of photos from Jeffery’s house. But in those photos, William’s face was all ruined.

William, who survived from that explosion, completely changed his face and came back as a new person.

Although Lyndon wore the same face as the original William, he acted so differently and was a disgusting presence to all.

So she never felt that Channing looked like him.

But the last time when she was in London, William gave her a photo album.

There were many pictures of him as a child and his mother.

Maybe because Channing grew up a lot in the last year, or because he wore a suit now, she suddenly felt that he looked almost exactly the same as William when he was young.

Noticing her pause, he asked, “What’s wrong?”

She retrieved her thoughts and replied, “Nothing.”

After tying his tie, she said, “I am going to see if Winnie has finished her makeup. I will let the makeup artist give you a little touch-up and fix your hair.copy right hot novel pub