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A pair of hands gently rested on her shoulders, and a warm body embraced her, pulling her into a comforting hug.
"Don't be sad, okay?" Natalie's voice softly rang in her ears.
Angela raised her tearful eyes and looked at the girl beside her. The tears that had momentarily stopped began to flow again, and she buried her head deeper.
"Angie, please, don't be like this," Natalie gently patted her back, sounding anxious. "If... if it's because of what happened just now, I... I don't mind at all."
Angela's body trembled slightly, and she lifted her head once more. Though her vision was blurred by tears, she could still see the sincerity and concern on Natalie's face.
"Nat!" Angela called her name softly and then knelt on the floor, embracing her tightly.
"I missed you so much," she whispered as she rested her head on Natalie's shoulder, not caring if the other girl could hear her or not.
The two girls remained kneeling on the restroom floor holding each other tightly and feeling each other's heartbeat and warmth. They were so intimate that it seemed like nothing could separate them, as if they wanted to hold onto each other like this forever.
After a long while, they finally let go of each other looking at each other with flushed faces. They couldn't help but burst into laughter, and Angela's last trace of tears disappeared amidst the laughter.
Then, unexpectedly, Natalie leaned in and lightly touched her lips before shyly stammering, "If... if this can make you... feel a little better..."
Angela laughed and naturally held her hand, "Thank you, Nat. I'm much better now. Though there might still be a slight problem, I'll figure it out. Let's hurry and get out of here, we've been here for too long and Mr. Besson and the others might go crazy."
"Are you really okay?" Natalie asked.
Angela leaned in and lightly touched her lips again, without saying a word. They exchanged smiles and walked out of the restroom together.
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"By the way, Nat, I locked the restroom door from the inside. How did you get in?"
"Oh, I climbed over from the next stall without making any noise."
".. Impressive!"
...
"Are you leaving now?" Al asked, looking at Angela packing her things.
"I still have to stay for two or three days. My grandparents live on Long Island and I've been shooting in New York for so long without visiting them. I've only made a few phone calls, so I need to go see them now. Otherwise, it would be impolite," the little girl tossed her clothes into her backpack playfully, shrugging mischievously.
"Mmm, it's nice to have someone who cares about you," Al pretended to sigh enviously. "Unfortunately, no one really cares about me."
"There are many people who care about you. If you need it, I can go out on the street and find a dozen for you, my dear daddy," Angela said, elongating her voice and making a funny face.
"Yes, yes, I know," he laughed and then patted the little girl's head. "You know, Angie, you're much livelier now than before. Now you truly seem like a child."
"So you mean, before, I was like a little monster trapped in a self-designed shell?" Angela raised an eyebrow.
"Well, did I say that just now?" Al put on a confused look, making the little girl burst into laughter.
"Okay, Dad, I have to go now." Angela went up to him and hugged him, then looked up with bright, sparkling eyes. "If possible, can I invite you to my birthday party on the 16th of next month? I'll be turning 12."
"The 16th of next month?" Al thought for a moment. "If Mr. Mason doesn't mind the guy who took away his daughter then, of course, no problem."
"Deal!" Angela raised her fist.
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"Deal!" Al laughed and tapped her little fist with his.
This translation was originally posted on exotic-translation.blogspot.com I kindly ask you to access the website directly instead of relying on aggregated platforms.
Outside the hotel entrance, her Godfather Brian was chatting with Jodie Foster. From Jodie's occasional covered laughter, it was evident that they were having a pleasant conversation, accompanied by David and Paul.
"Hi, sweetheart, are we leaving now?" When Brian saw Angela coming out with Al and Sparrow, he called out.
Angela glanced at Jodie beside him and smiled, "If you want to stay a little longer, Godfather, I can wait for you."
"Oh... no need, let's leave now." Brian scratched his face awkwardly, but he clearly didn't realize that the little girl's smile wasn't directed at him.
"Angie, you seem much better now. Have you resolved your troubles?" Avoiding the gaze of others, Jodie said softly in Angela's ear as they bid farewell.
Looking into Jodie's deep blue eyes, Angela sighed softly, "I don't know whether I should hate you or thank you, Jodie. You're the first person who could see through me." Although you haven't completely seen through me.
Jodie smiled gently, "My intuition has always been sharp. I told you we have the same soul, so I didn't treat you as a child Angie. Whether you hate me or thank me, I don't mind. As long as you've come to understand yourself because of it, that's enough."
"I think I have a general understanding now. Although there are still many issues to resolve, I'm no longer hiding from them." The little girl shrugged, expressing either helplessness or relief.
"Then I'll be going." Angela said, looking at her Godfather who had already gotten into the car.
She smiled again, "By the way, if you want to reject someone whether you do it straightforwardly or find an excuse, it's best to be clear and honest. Some people can be persistent despite rejection."
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Jodie chuckled dumbfoundedly, "Alright thanks for the advice, Angie."
...
In the following two days, Angela stayed at her grandfather's Long Island villa, engaging in pleasant conversations with him about interesting experiences on movie sets and enjoying leisurely strolls together.
Sometimes, she would watch her grandmother practice martial arts beside the plum blossom stake and attempt a few moves herself, only to be gently stopped by her grandmother with a reassuring smile.
Overall, she remained the good granddaughter she had always been to her grandparents. However, what was truly going on in her heart remained a mystery.
Since Natalie's home was conveniently close and Natalie returned there after shooting each day, Angela often visited her house before or after dinner. The Hershlag couple had grown fond of Angela and welcomed her warmly into their home.
The two girls' favorite thing to do was ride bicycles back and forth on the coastal road of Long Island during the evening. Although the weather was still cold, they found it very enjoyable.
However, although the two of them often got close and intimate, they never kissed or even French kissed like that day again. A subtle and unclear ambiguity existed between them, but neither Natalie nor Angela noticed.
Originally, Angela wanted to arrange a meeting with Scarlett as well and the three of them could hang out together in New York. She really wanted to see the chemistry between the current Natalie and Scarlett, especially if they were going to co-star in《The Other Boleyn Girl》in the future.
Unfortunately, time was too short.
With only two days left, Angela's mother in Los Angeles had already learned about the accident that occurred during the shoot.
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Apparently, her father couldn't keep it from her, and her mother immediately wanted to fly to New York. It was only after her father's repeated persuasion that she reluctantly dropped the idea and sternly ordered—yes, it was an order—that Angela must return home immediately!
Moreover, Natalie had to continue shooting and Scarlett had school commitments, leaving no adults available to accompany them. Consequently, Angela had no choice but to let go of the idea of staying longer, she reluctantly packed her things and returned to Los Angeles.
Fortunately, Elena, her mother, didn't bring up the accident when they talked on the phone and Angela didn't mention it to her grandparents either. Otherwise, even if her mother gave the order her grandparents would not let her leave.
"Oh my God, are you alright, my dear?" At the airport gate, as soon as she came out, Elena, who had been waiting for a long time ran over excitedly and hugged her tightly.
"Alright, Mom, don't worry, I'm fine, really." Angela lightly patted her mother's back, though she felt that her mother was overreacting she comforted her first.
"How could I not worry? It's just shooting a movie, how could such a mishap happen? I think I should hold Warner Bros. accountable for negligence!" Elena said excitedly, still holding onto Angela's arm without any intention of letting go.
The little girl couldn't help but roll her eyes. It was just a false alarm, there was no need to make a big deal out of it. Maybe her father had some deviation in his explanation?
"Mom, in any case, I didn't get hurt. Let's talk about it again when we get back. We're at the airport, after all!" Angela sighed and said.
"Alright, let's go back first. I had Jennifer make your favorite fruit pie." Her mom nodded, kissing her gently on the forehead.
"If possible, I still want Kung Pao Chicken," Angela murmured in her heart.
However, when she thought of Aunt Jennifer, whom she had been learning from for a long time, still making chicken that was sticky and messy she gave up the idea.
Fruit pie is fine...
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A pair of hands gently rested on her shoulders, and a warm body embraced her, pulling her into a comforting hug.
"Don't be sad, okay?" Natalie's voice softly rang in her ears.
Angela raised her tearful eyes and looked at the girl beside her. The tears that had momentarily stopped began to flow again, and she buried her head deeper.
"Angie, please, don't be like this," Natalie gently patted her back, sounding anxious. "If... if it's because of what happened just now, I... I don't mind at all."
Angela's body trembled slightly, and she lifted her head once more. Though her vision was blurred by tears, she could still see the sincerity and concern on Natalie's face.
"Nat!" Angela called her name softly and then knelt on the floor, embracing her tightly.
"I missed you so much," she whispered as she rested her head on Natalie's shoulder, not caring if the other girl could hear her or not.
The two girls remained kneeling on the restroom floor holding each other tightly and feeling each other's heartbeat and warmth. They were so intimate that it seemed like nothing could separate them, as if they wanted to hold onto each other like this forever.
After a long while, they finally let go of each other looking at each other with flushed faces. They couldn't help but burst into laughter, and Angela's last trace of tears disappeared amidst the laughter.
Then, unexpectedly, Natalie leaned in and lightly touched her lips before shyly stammering, "If... if this can make you... feel a little better..."
Angela laughed and naturally held her hand, "Thank you, Nat. I'm much better now. Though there might still be a slight problem, I'll figure it out. Let's hurry and get out of here, we've been here for too long and Mr. Besson and the others might go crazy."
"Are you really okay?" Natalie asked.
Angela leaned in and lightly touched her lips again, without saying a word. They exchanged smiles and walked out of the restroom together.
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"By the way, Nat, I locked the restroom door from the inside. How did you get in?"
"Oh, I climbed over from the next stall without making any noise."
".. Impressive!"
...
"Are you leaving now?" Al asked, looking at Angela packing her things.
"I still have to stay for two or three days. My grandparents live on Long Island and I've been shooting in New York for so long without visiting them. I've only made a few phone calls, so I need to go see them now. Otherwise, it would be impolite," the little girl tossed her clothes into her backpack playfully, shrugging mischievously.
"Mmm, it's nice to have someone who cares about you," Al pretended to sigh enviously. "Unfortunately, no one really cares about me."
"There are many people who care about you. If you need it, I can go out on the street and find a dozen for you, my dear daddy," Angela said, elongating her voice and making a funny face.
"Yes, yes, I know," he laughed and then patted the little girl's head. "You know, Angie, you're much livelier now than before. Now you truly seem like a child."
"So you mean, before, I was like a little monster trapped in a self-designed shell?" Angela raised an eyebrow.
"Well, did I say that just now?" Al put on a confused look, making the little girl burst into laughter.
"Okay, Dad, I have to go now." Angela went up to him and hugged him, then looked up with bright, sparkling eyes. "If possible, can I invite you to my birthday party on the 16th of next month? I'll be turning 12."
"The 16th of next month?" Al thought for a moment. "If Mr. Mason doesn't mind the guy who took away his daughter then, of course, no problem."
"Deal!" Angela raised her fist.
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"Deal!" Al laughed and tapped her little fist with his.
This translation was originally posted on exotic-translation.blogspot.com I kindly ask you to access the website directly instead of relying on aggregated platforms.
Outside the hotel entrance, her Godfather Brian was chatting with Jodie Foster. From Jodie's occasional covered laughter, it was evident that they were having a pleasant conversation, accompanied by David and Paul.
"Hi, sweetheart, are we leaving now?" When Brian saw Angela coming out with Al and Sparrow, he called out.
Angela glanced at Jodie beside him and smiled, "If you want to stay a little longer, Godfather, I can wait for you."
"Oh... no need, let's leave now." Brian scratched his face awkwardly, but he clearly didn't realize that the little girl's smile wasn't directed at him.
"Angie, you seem much better now. Have you resolved your troubles?" Avoiding the gaze of others, Jodie said softly in Angela's ear as they bid farewell.
Looking into Jodie's deep blue eyes, Angela sighed softly, "I don't know whether I should hate you or thank you, Jodie. You're the first person who could see through me." Although you haven't completely seen through me.
Jodie smiled gently, "My intuition has always been sharp. I told you we have the same soul, so I didn't treat you as a child Angie. Whether you hate me or thank me, I don't mind. As long as you've come to understand yourself because of it, that's enough."
"I think I have a general understanding now. Although there are still many issues to resolve, I'm no longer hiding from them." The little girl shrugged, expressing either helplessness or relief.
"Then I'll be going." Angela said, looking at her Godfather who had already gotten into the car.
She smiled again, "By the way, if you want to reject someone whether you do it straightforwardly or find an excuse, it's best to be clear and honest. Some people can be persistent despite rejection."
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Jodie chuckled dumbfoundedly, "Alright thanks for the advice, Angie."
...
In the following two days, Angela stayed at her grandfather's Long Island villa, engaging in pleasant conversations with him about interesting experiences on movie sets and enjoying leisurely strolls together.
Sometimes, she would watch her grandmother practice martial arts beside the plum blossom stake and attempt a few moves herself, only to be gently stopped by her grandmother with a reassuring smile.
Overall, she remained the good granddaughter she had always been to her grandparents. However, what was truly going on in her heart remained a mystery.
Since Natalie's home was conveniently close and Natalie returned there after shooting each day, Angela often visited her house before or after dinner. The Hershlag couple had grown fond of Angela and welcomed her warmly into their home.
The two girls' favorite thing to do was ride bicycles back and forth on the coastal road of Long Island during the evening. Although the weather was still cold, they found it very enjoyable.
However, although the two of them often got close and intimate, they never kissed or even French kissed like that day again. A subtle and unclear ambiguity existed between them, but neither Natalie nor Angela noticed.
Originally, Angela wanted to arrange a meeting with Scarlett as well and the three of them could hang out together in New York. She really wanted to see the chemistry between the current Natalie and Scarlett, especially if they were going to co-star in《The Other Boleyn Girl》in the future.
Unfortunately, time was too short.
With only two days left, Angela's mother in Los Angeles had already learned about the accident that occurred during the shoot.
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Apparently, her father couldn't keep it from her, and her mother immediately wanted to fly to New York. It was only after her father's repeated persuasion that she reluctantly dropped the idea and sternly ordered—yes, it was an order—that Angela must return home immediately!
Moreover, Natalie had to continue shooting and Scarlett had school commitments, leaving no adults available to accompany them. Consequently, Angela had no choice but to let go of the idea of staying longer, she reluctantly packed her things and returned to Los Angeles.
Fortunately, Elena, her mother, didn't bring up the accident when they talked on the phone and Angela didn't mention it to her grandparents either. Otherwise, even if her mother gave the order her grandparents would not let her leave.
"Oh my God, are you alright, my dear?" At the airport gate, as soon as she came out, Elena, who had been waiting for a long time ran over excitedly and hugged her tightly.
"Alright, Mom, don't worry, I'm fine, really." Angela lightly patted her mother's back, though she felt that her mother was overreacting she comforted her first.
"How could I not worry? It's just shooting a movie, how could such a mishap happen? I think I should hold Warner Bros. accountable for negligence!" Elena said excitedly, still holding onto Angela's arm without any intention of letting go.
The little girl couldn't help but roll her eyes. It was just a false alarm, there was no need to make a big deal out of it. Maybe her father had some deviation in his explanation?
"Mom, in any case, I didn't get hurt. Let's talk about it again when we get back. We're at the airport, after all!" Angela sighed and said.
"Alright, let's go back first. I had Jennifer make your favorite fruit pie." Her mom nodded, kissing her gently on the forehead.
"If possible, I still want Kung Pao Chicken," Angela murmured in her heart.
However, when she thought of Aunt Jennifer, whom she had been learning from for a long time, still making chicken that was sticky and messy she gave up the idea.
Fruit pie is fine...
