Reborn Heiress: Taking Back What Is Rightfully Hers!-Chapter 638: The Intimate Scene

Everett stepped out of the woods and returned to the set just in time for Scene Five.

Scene Five was his entrance.

"Alright, everyone in position. Ready... 1, 2, 3—action!"

Director Z’s voice echoed, and Aurora and Brown, playing a couple, were walking to the stream, laughing and smiling. Their expressions were full of warmth and affection.

Just then, the mute photographer (played by Everett) walked by, holding his camera. He turned his head, and a flicker of surprise crossed his handsome face—he had spotted the girl in the middle of autumn, her face clear and radiant.

She looked like a cloud in the sky—so beautiful it didn’t seem real.

The girl (Aurora) was wearing a long red floral dress. The vintage-style flowers on it only made her more stunning, more mesmerizing.

She looked like the brightest bloom in the world.

The most striking presence among all things.

Her smile—pure and gentle—felt like the most beautiful one in existence.

The photographer instinctively raised his camera and captured the moment.

Noticing the camera, the couple turned and gave him a friendly nod and smile in greeting.

That version of Aurora... she looked breathtaking.

Everett, lips pressed tight, stared at her. Under the sunlight, his features were perfectly defined, cold but compelling. Yet in his eyes, there was a quiet, unmistakable emotion rippling beneath the surface.

The way he looked at Aurora was so powerful, Dominic couldn’t stop clicking the shutter, trying to capture every detail. He wanted to burn the image into his memory.

"God, Everett’s so handsome—it’s a crime he’s not an actor!"

"If my future husband’s even a third as hot as Everett, I’ll die happy. Please, universe, send me someone like that!"

"He’s killing me... Too bad he’s not a player. What a waste!"

The women on set were whispering among themselves, a mix of admiration and jealousy—especially directed toward Aurora.

"Cut! That was great—one take! Everett, your expressions and timing were spot on. You’ve got a natural gift for acting!" Director Z praised with a smile.

Everett gave him a cold glance and stood silently off to the side.

Tobias finally snapped out of it. He thought, This role might be tragic, but it really fits the young master. He barely talks, and now he’s playing a silent, devoted character... maybe this time, he’ll win Miss Wilson over.

Aurora shot Everett a glare full of resentment.

She was waiting for him to mess up—but the man nailed it in one take. She was this close to wanting to slam her head into a wall.

He’s not even a professional actor! Director Z must be praising him just because of who he is. Hmph.

She tried to console herself mentally. The crew took a five-minute break before moving on to the next scene.

This next part had Aurora and Brown getting separated in the woods and lost.

Everett would show up, signaling for her to follow him.

Aurora was supposed to look nervous at first, and then Everett would flash a warm, dazzling smile—like winter sunshine—and completely disarm her. ƒrēenovelkiss.com

"Cut! Aurora, what are you zoning out for? Where’s your next move? You’re supposed to follow the photographer, remember?" Director Z shouted.

Aurora snapped back to reality, flustered.

She wanted to scream—she was the one waiting for Everett to blow it, but every time, she was the one messing up.

"Sorry, I lost focus. My bad!" she quickly apologized.

Everett’s gaze cooled a little as he glanced at the director. "It’s fine. We can run it again."

"Yes, yes—everyone reset!" Director Z said with a chuckle. Even as an outsider, he could clearly sense Everett’s quiet care and gentleness toward Aurora.

Aurora frowned, clearly frustrated—but what could she do?

They picked up the scene again. Everett smiled brightly, then began walking ahead of her. Per the script, he moved quickly at first.

But when he noticed Aurora falling behind and out of breath, he stopped and waited patiently.

Sunlight filtered through the leaves, casting dappled light across Everett’s face and body. His deep eyes reflected the flickering light, like shards of glass glinting in water—one look, and it felt like you could fall straight into their pull.

The mute photographer patiently waiting for the lost heroine felt warm and bright—his presence soft, his aura even gentler than the voiceover that accompanied the scene.

Aurora unexpectedly slipped into character. Everything flowed naturally—they just kept filming, take after take, with no hiccups.

Then came Scene Eight.

Aurora was asleep in her boyfriend’s car while he stepped out to prepare food.

The photographer sat nearby, silently watching Aurora’s peaceful, beautiful face. Slowly, he leaned in closer...

At that moment, Everett felt like his face was on fire.

Hot. Burning.

His lips trembled. He didn’t need to act—his body’s reactions already matched the mute, conflicted photographer perfectly.

He was shaking slightly, not from cold, but from the awareness that he was crossing a line.

This woman belonged to someone else, but he couldn’t stop himself.

Aurora’s breath quickened, but she forced herself to stay in character... stay focused...

She could feel his breath, warm against her face.

Her cheeks flushed a deep red—adorable, irresistible.

Everett’s eyelashes trembled like butterfly wings as he finally brushed her lips with his.

Just a whisper of a kiss.

Then, like he’d been startled, he quickly pulled back.

The female lead furrowed her brows in her sleep but didn’t wake, drifting back into her dreams.

Aurora felt it too—that soft, fleeting kiss on her lips. Her heart, once again, raced out of control.

The mute photographer panicked and jumped out of the car, fleeing in a hurry...

Scene Eight: perfectly executed.

By then, it was already noon. Director Z called for a break—time for lunch.

Lunch had been specially arranged by Everett’s team, using a local resident’s kitchen to cook the meal.

Even the chef was hired by Everett, which meant this lunch was way better than the last time’s.

Aurora sat in the rest tent with Eleanor and a few others. Everyone was holding takeout boxes and chatting about the scenes they’d just shot.

"That was hilarious," Dominic laughed. "Everett’s never acted before, but he didn’t need a single retake. That kind of talent is insane!"

Aurora ducked her head, a bit uncomfortable, and focused on her food.

Eleanor smiled and chimed in, "Some people really have it all, huh? The guy’s got a killer body, a face that could ruin lives, comes from a rich family, and now, apparently, he can act like a pro too..."

Aurora pressed her lips together. Yeah, the world really isn’t fair.

She’d struggled through so much to get to where she was, and she was still short on the one thing that made the world turn—money.

"I think the role just fits Everett perfectly," Brown offered thoughtfully. "That’s probably why he nailed it in one take."

Aurora paused, surprised by Brown’s comment.

Was Everett really that suited to playing a cold-on-the-outside, soft-on-the-inside silent type?

Everett wasn’t in the rest tent. Maybe he was deliberately avoiding her after she asked him earlier not to be in her line of sight?

The thought left a weird, unsettled feeling in Aurora’s chest.

"Even though Everett doesn’t have many scenes left," Dominic added, "they’re all emotional ones. When this MV drops, he’s gonna blow up even more."

Aurora’s mood sank. Everett was just a guest star. If he outshone her in the final cut... wouldn’t that be embarrassing?

Just then, Diego walked over, grinning. "Miss Wilson, Everett asked me to let you know—he wants to talk to you. Can you go over to him?"

Everyone turned to look at Aurora. She lowered her eyes quickly, flustered, and gave a quiet "Okay," before setting down her mostly finished lunch.