In the throes of her dilemma, Giada was torn between joining Finn at his side or settling in to savor the enticingly aromatic braised short ribs. 'The ribs look... utterly divine, but then again, sitting with a top-tier star like Finn will definitely mean more camera time,' she thought. But her feet had a mind of their own, not complying with her calculations. By the time she snapped back to the present, she was already seated right in front of the braised short ribs. A wave of embarrassment washed over her. 'When did I become such a foodie? How mortifying!'"Are you all leaving right after lunch?" Mason's wife, Bella, asked."Yeah, that's the plan. The production crew arranged it. Plus, we've got work lined up this afternoon." As the team leader, Derek was the first to answer. His voice was steady, instilling a sense of calm."So quickly back to work? No time to rest after wrapping up the show?""Well, everything's pre-planned.""Same here," Lauren lamented, cradling her head in
The journey back was as bumpy as ever. The group that had come together for the event had all exchanged contact information. When it came time to follow each other on Facebook, Wyneth politely declined."My Facebook following is still tiny; I wouldn't want to take advantage of yours.""Nah, it doesn't matter if you've got few followers or many," Lauren replied.Henry adjusted his glasses. "You can't possibly have fewer followers than me, right?"Intrigued, Wyneth peered at his screen to find Henry boasting a following of 1 million on Facebook. Her own count was a modest few tens of thousands, an amount amassed after Gigi had found and shared her Facebook account. These followers were mostly admirers of her looks, and they trailed her despite her having no notable work to showcase yet. Her follower base was a precarious one, always on the brink of an unfollow.Henry, thinking he had read the number wrong, asked, "Is that over 300,000?"From his side, Derek leaned in for a look, fe
Wyneth had no words, thinking to herself, 'Alright, perhaps my expectations for him were too lofty in the first place.'"By the way, the director of Cessation has asked for you to do makeup this afternoon. With Le Palais moving smoothly in production, you can afford to rest for a couple of days before diving back into the scene.""Okay," Wyneth agreed.Just after lunch, Shaun arrived to lead the way.Upon hearing that Wyneth was here for a makeup test, someone from the Cessation crew responded, "We'll have a slot for you in about half an hour."'Half an hour?' Shaun, unphased, led Wyneth elsewhere. "Come on, let's head over to Luke's."Recalling the icy gaze Luke had fixed on her, Wyneth pursed her lips. "Maybe I should head back first; it's just next door, after all.""Why? It takes you 15 minutes to walk back and another fifteen to come here. What's the point?" Shaun retorted, leaving Wyneth wordless. He continued, "Luke is currently filming, so his dressing room is empty. Let
Almost simultaneously, Wyneth awkwardly averted her face as Luke pivoted away in embarrassment. Immediately following, Wyneth heard Luke's cold voice seethe. "What are you doing here?"Rubbing her forehead, Wyneth replied, "Shaun brought me here.""Him, again!"In the ensuing silence, Wyneth said, "Shall I step out for a while?"He did not respond, implicitly accepting her suggestion. Thus, Wyneth rose and exited the room. As the door to the refuge opened, the summer heat washed over her. Wyneth leaned against the wall, waiting. Her phone vibrated—it was a message from Yoyo, a co-star.Yoyo: [Darling, heard you're back from the variety show. Where are you? Went to your hotel and you're nowhere to be found. You haven't arrived, have you?]Recalling that Yoyo might still be waiting at her hotel room door, she sent over her room password.Wyneth: [This is the hotel room password.]Yoyo: [Got it, but I won't go in. I'll see you tonight. I have a scene later. Where are you now?]Wy
"Right, right." Shaun glanced at his watch. "Seems about time too."Luke emerged, his face unreadable. "I'll take you two."Shaun looked at him in surprise. "What's gotten into you today?" He wondered, 'He's offering to take us to the makeup test? He'd never usually do something like this.'Luke's face darkened at his words, his voice frosty. "In that case, it seems unnecessary.""No, no, we need you. We do," Shaun agreed hastily with a grin. "It's best if you're willing to lead. Let's go."Luke stalked off, expression as cold as ever. As he passed Wyneth, he paused and gave her a glance, his gaze far from pleasant."Come on, it's a rare occasion he's being cooperative. Let's not lose him."As Shaun nudged Wyneth forward, she quirked an eyebrow. She was sure Luke's change of heart was not genuine; he simply did not want anyone knowing about what had just transpired and was using this to distract. And sure enough, Shaun had already completely forgotten their previous conversation
A single joke had everyone roaring with laughter, a wave of hilarity sweeping through the room. The shirtless young man's face flamed brighter, hastily diving into a nearby dressing room, chased by more ribbing from the other men."Let this teach you not to strip in public! Learn some decorum, will you?" No response came from the dressing room.Wyneth's female escort snorted softly, murmuring to Wyneth, "Don't mind them. They just love their banter.""Sure." Wyneth, chuckling, nodded her agreement.Although there were actresses on the set, they had sparse screen time, so they typically did not linger around the set when they had no scenes. At that moment, Wyneth was the only actress on set, and an incredibly beautiful one at that. Nick Biden, informed that an actress was coming in to try on makeup for the role of Aurelia, had everything ready first thing in the morning. He had been swamped with other tasks and only just managed to free himself up. When he was told that the actress
With calm deliberation, Nick extended a hand to her. "Nice to meet you.""Hello, hello!" Peter was not as composed, his enthusiasm unabated as he shook Wyneth's hand and blurted, "Here are the props we've prepared for you. Shall we get started?""Sure."Just as Wyneth settled into her chair, another staffer rolled in a clothing rack. "These are Aurelia's costumes. We've got five looks in total."'Five?' Wyneth was taken aback. Lucienne, with her substantial screen time, only had four or five costume changes. But Aurelia, with her limited scenes and a lifespan of just an episode or two, had five costumes. It seemed that her scenes would be quite significant within those two episodes. As Wyneth inspected each dress, one exceptionally ornate and lavish garment caught her eye, accompanied by a spectacular set of jewels. 'If my guess is right, this is my entrance costume.'Aurelia's introduction was quite cliché, dancing among a group of courtesans. Her second appearance came in the la
The role of Aurelia had been the talk of the production crew from the start due to its significance and the difficulty of casting. But when Wyneth stepped out in that white dress, everyone fell silent. Anyone who had read the script would have thought, in that moment, that Aurelia had truly come to life. Before her death, she was makeup-free, in a plain dress, dying a clean, stunning, and heroic death.Peter grabbed Nick's hand, eyes wide with excitement. "Nick, do you see this?"Nick chuckled softly. "I see it." Without makeup, Wyneth's skin was as fair as snow, making her perfect for the role. Without seeing the other looks, he already knew that Wyneth would carry them off flawlessly.That afternoon, Wyneth underwent two costume changes. In addition to the simple white dress, there was also the most elaborate one; both outfits were slightly adjusted to better suit Wyneth's facial features. After the final looks were set, they took several makeup confirmation shots.Upon receiving
"I heard," Hayden sighed, thinking she might tell him not to touch her."What do you think?" Wyneth asked."Me?" A small smile formed on Hayden's lips as he gently kissed her. "It's whatever you want."Wyneth's eyes sparkled. "So, you'll listen to me?"Hayden hesitated. "Except...""What?" Wyneth's tone shifted to annoyance. "You aren't backing out, right? You just said it's up to me.""It's not that I'm backing out," Hayden said, "I just have one condition. I'll listen to you any other time, but there's one thing I can't do.""What thing?" Wyneth asked.Hayden leaned in and whispered in her ear. Wyneth's face turned a shade of pink, and she pushed him away, gasping."You're such a creep!" she exclaimed.Hayden took her wrist, drawing her close and kissed her earlobe. "What's the matter? Isn't this okay for us? Don't you think so?" As he kissed her, he began to unbutton her collar. His voice was low and smooth. "Just listen to me this one time. For everything else, whatever y
On the ride home from the hotel, tears rolled down Wyneth's cheeks nonstop. This time, though, she was not alone by the car window. She was nestled in Hayden's arms. He wiped away each tear, comforting her all the way."Don't cry. It's just a mix-up, okay? He said he's fine and will be around for a long time," Hayden whispered.Despite his soothing words, Wyneth's tears did not cease. Seeing this, Hayden, filled with concern, gently asked, "Is this not what you wanted?"Confused, Wyneth looked up. "What are you talking about? I'm beyond happy he's alive."Hayden smiled, gently wiping her eyes. "Then why are you still crying?""I'm crying because..." Wyneth bit her lower lip, with Hector's words echoing in her mind.She had always been upset, believing her father had not wanted her years ago. But just as she was about to leave, Cindy pulled her aside. "Wyneth," her mother said gently, "your dad did want you. When I divorced him, I had just one demand.""What was it?""I wanted o
Everyone was silent. Just before entering the private dining room, Wyneth blurted out, "Is he really dying?" Hearing this, Andrew's steps halted. Before he could answer, she added, "How long does he have? Why didn't anyone say anything before?"Andrew sighed and turned around. "Is that why you're here?" Wyneth pursed her lips. A wave of uncertainty washed over Andrew. 'This mom and daughter,' he thought, 'they're here because they got it all wrong. Mom is acting differently toward Dad, too. She was all tough before, but now she's gone soft, probably thinks Dad is dying. And Dad? He's just laughing, like he's having a good time with all this mess.' Andrew hesitated, then said, "Let's talk inside." He chose to hold his words for now.Hayden and Wyneth walked into the private dining room. Cindy was passing dishes to Hector. As they entered, every pair of eyes turned their way. A divorced couple and six sons stared at Hayden. Used to the predictable world of leadership, Hayden now ventur
In the end, Wyneth decided to stay. She could see the honesty in Matilda's words and knew she was sincere. Recognizing Matilda as not her birth mother made Wyneth realize she should not hold her to the same expectations. With acceptance, she focused on building her future with Hayden, freeing herself from doubts and reservations.With Wyneth's decision to stay, Matilda's heart swelled with joy and immense honor. Realizing Wyneth's sincere intentions, not merely chasing the Hamilton family's wealth, transformed their relationship. Matilda's newfound warmth toward her was evident. Gifts, once withheld, now freely flowed into Wyneth's room. At auctions, Matilda eagerly bid on items for Wyneth. During jewelry store visits, Matilda generously bought her gifts, swiping her credit card without hesitation, and welcoming her nearly as a daughter.Wyneth received a call from her mother. Even after so many years, her mom, Cindy, was still bossy. "Your father isn't doing well. You should come to
Just at that moment, a knock sounded from outside."Sir, your mother is back," someone said.Hayden could feel the person in his arms stiffen, her body tensed. "Don't worry, I'm right here," he reassured her softly."Your mother heard that Ms. Walford is here. She wants to see her," the voice from outside continued.'Meet me?' Wyneth bit her lower lip lightly. 'Why does she want to see me? To insult me again?'"She hasn't eaten yet. She can meet her after eating," Hayden said, gently turning down the request for Wyneth. Outside, everything fell silent."Won't this offend your mom?" Wyneth's voice filled with concern as she asked.Hayden looked at Wyneth, pausing for a moment before speaking. "I know she's been mean to you," he said. Wyneth's eyes widened in surprise. "I'm sorry." He bent down and lightly kissed her forehead. "You've been treated unfairly." Seeing her blink, he added, "Let's eat first. After that, I'll go with you."Wyneth was a bit nervous, but not as anxious a
Hector was speechless as Cindy mistakenly thought he was ill. Seeing her worried face, he felt the misunderstanding might not be so terrible. He shared a look with Andrew. His eldest son caught on immediately, giving a subtle head shake. Understanding the signal not to mislead Cindy any further, Hector hesitated before gently asking, "Can I see her? Even just a glance?" It had been many years since he last saw his daughter up close, and she had not called him "Dad" in all that time.Cindy, lost in thought, stared at Hector before finally nodding as if admitting defeat. "Fine, I'll call her."Later, Wyneth fell asleep. Upon waking, she found herself on the large bed in Hayden's bedroom. She saw Hayden sitting at the sofa, busy with a computer.Hearing her movement, Hayden immediately got up and walked toward her. "Awake? Thirsty or hungry? Want something to eat first?"Having slept through lunch, Wyneth was hungry, so she nodded. "Sure."After Hayden left to give some instructions,
'He shifts moods so fast,' Wyneth thought as she stared at her unattended ringing phone.Observing her delay, Hayden asked, "What's going on?"In his mind, a thought flickered, 'She seems reluctant to take the call. Perhaps there's tension with her eldest brother?'"He's calling now; must be about him," Wyneth whispered."About your dad?"They had decided to be together, and Wyneth did not hide anything from him. "Yeah, my dad."Hayden did not utter a single word."I don't like him," Wyneth softly said, staring at her ringing phone. "Answer it for me and say I'm asleep," she whispered to Hayden as she cozied up to him. Without a word, Hayden picked up the phone and conveyed the message before ending the call.After ending the call, a curious Hector asked, "Well? Where is she?"Understanding the situation, Andrew said, "She didn't answer the phone; she's asleep."Despite hearing the words, Hector felt something was off. He sighed, "She really doesn't like me.""Don't worry, D
"Trouble recognizing faces? What do you mean?" Hector Spencer asked.Andrew sighed. "Dad, he's Wyneth's ex-husband."Hector's eyes widened in surprise. "He is? No wonder I didn't recognize him. I must've barely seen him before.""Is that what's bothering you?" Andrew asked."What else would it be?" Hector replied, still taken aback.Andrew sighed. His dad, Hector, was good at many things and never stayed mad at people. But there was one funny thing about him: he could never remember faces of people outside their family. "You don't mind?" Andrew asked.Smiling, Hector replied, "Mind what? She's told everyone, so she must be ready. I've never been the dad she favored. If I object now, won't she dislike me even more?"Andrew was left speechless by this. He had not expected Hector to have no objections. "Seems like someone doesn't need your approval."Changing the topic, Hector asked, "What about your mom? Is she back?" He had been living alone for many years.Andrew exhaled. "I t
Everyone rushed to check out Wyneth's Facebook and, sure enough, they saw her admitting to the relationship, along with a freshly taken selfie.At first, Wyneth only wanted to write a post. But after Hayden tasted the joy of going public with their relationship, he suggested taking a wefie for the official announcement. Feeling his excitement, Wyneth agreed. They posted the wefie on Facebook, captioned "Officially Together". Yet, Hayden was not done. He captured another photo, this time holding her hand, eager to share their love with the world.Since Hayden was not a celebrity or idol, he had no fan feelings to fret over. Eager to declare his love, he did not hold back. His photo captured his sharp features and dark, gem-like eyes that shone under the camera lights. The image showcased his palm holding Wyneth's fair, slender hand. Their contrasting hands highlighted his affection, radiating warmly from the photo.After the photo came out, everyone was shocked. This included fans, p