Jovana Shaw's eyes flashed cold.
"Director, rest assured, I'm fine, I often go horseback riding with my dad," Jovana Shaw said with a smile.
"That's good, that's good," Caleb felt relieved. "During filming, you must be careful, since we're shooting in the hillside where there are plenty of trees and stones; sometimes the staff might not be able to take care of everything. If you sense anything unusual, make sure to speak up immediately."
Caleb repeated his instructions.
"I understand, Director," Jovana Shaw said.
Aurelia Shaw nodded as well.
"Get familiar with the horses first; we'll start filming in half an hour," Caleb instructed, having the staff bring the horses over.
Aurelia Shaw's horse was a little red horse. She patted its head, fed it some grass to familiarize it with her, noticing a tuft of white hair behind the horse's ears while feeding it.
Suddenly, she remembered the little white horse at home.
