It was completely quiet there. But after three seconds, there was a huge slapping sound that pierced many people’s eardrums.
William Woolf looked like a completely different person, now that he was dressed for his part. He wore a white jacket and held a whip. Even though he was just standing there casually, he nonetheless looked very domineering.
He seemed complacent, when he noticed that Julie Finch was looking at his changes with wonder. “What? Now you can’t recognize me in these clothes, girl?”
She looked humble and respectful, but she spoke in a whisper: “Don’t think I wouldn’t know it’s you after you take them off.”
“You…”
“What? Read the transcript carefully. Be careful ‘cause I am going to slap you hard!”
“But I remember that you slap me when I kiss you…I am so looking forward
