Chapter 395

After the director shouted "Action!", Jazzie walked into the frame.

She surveyed the surroundings in the room, but she didn't spot any trace of the man. All she heard was the sound of the shower running.

She strode toward the shower. Just as she was about to knock on the glass, the door opened.

A tall man appeared in front of her.

Benjamin had a great figure—he had broad shoulders, long legs, and an eight-pack.

A black towel hung low around his waist. The contrast of the towel against his tan skin was alluring, igniting lust in the people watching.

This was Jazzie's second time seeing a man dressed like this, the first being Ethan. She couldn't help but diss him internally. That bastard, Ethan, always said that he had a great body, but it was a far cry from Benjamin's figure.

The latter had bigger pecs and an eight-pack, while Ethan only had a six-pack…

Suddenly, Jazzie put a stop to those thoughts.

Why was she thinking about that bastard right now?

Was this hunk in front of