ASTRID almost stepped back when the man who he assumed was Director Trevane rushed forward as if he was some kind of bulldozer about to hit him. He felt that Reas was about to move and probably stand in front of him to stop the director. But he quickly held his arm to stop him.
Reas gazed down at him with a puzzled expression. He could only imperceptibly shake his head. It's a good thing that the two of them always had a pretty good tacit understanding. So, even if he didn't say anything, the other quickly understood what he wanted to convey. Reas nodded and just stood beside him like a rock pillar.
The director finally reached them. He appeared to be a middle-aged man. But based on how the people in this era aged, he's probably already in his hundreds. Now that Astrid thought about it, Director Trevane did have a lot of films under his name.
So, I read a comment saying that there's nothing happening in some chapters. I just like to address this. I'm the type of writer who described almost everything that's happening in a scene. It ranges from the environment to the character's feelings and even to the clothes they're wearing. It might come off as tedious to some, but that's just how my writing style is.
My old readers should know this. It's not only prevalent in this story but my other stories as well. I can't change it. Because that's just simply how I am as a writer.
If you're not happy with this, then I suggest that you wait until there's enough stockpiled chapters before reading them. So, you wouldn't feel like there's nothing happening.
Thank you.