Chapter 192
This MV was all about motorcycle racing. Amelia Johnson stood to the side, watching Liam Taylor and Isla Shaw standing together. Honestly, they kind of looked good as a pair.
Well, until they started arguing again.
"This isn't a joke, you know? If you don’t hold on tight and fly off, I’m not responsible. I’ve already warned you," Liam said seriously.
Isla was so pissed she wanted to sock him in the face.
"Shut up already!"
Liam didn’t argue back. He just grabbed her hands and wrapped them around his waist. "Hold on tight, let’s try to nail this in one take."
As soon as he said it, he started the engine. Isla had no choice but to cling to him for dear life.
Thank God it was a wide shot. Otherwise, they’d have to reshoot just because her face was full of pure terror.
During break time, Isla dragged Amelia off to rant. "Seriously, what’s a rich kid like him doing here slumming it? Most importantly, why is he here to mess with me?!"
Amelia felt stuck between a rock and a hard place—Isla wa

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