"Well, she's just getting a little lesson. Didn't expect her to crumble so easily. Seems I gave her too much credit."
"Exactly. After all, she's a newcomer who wants to compete with you, Amelia. It's simply overestimating her abilities."
The assistant flattered while handing her the script for the day.
Amelia, in a good mood, took the coffee and gave a light snort.
"Let this be a small lesson for her. She needs to toughen up if she wants to survive in this industry."
She flipped through the script, checking her scenes for the day. However, her expression changed when she reached the later pages.
"What the... Who wrote this script? Why do the lead actors have intimate scenes so soon?"
Amelia placed the coffee discontentedly on the nearby table, wearing an unpleasant expression on her face.
Today, Wesley and Leah were scheduled to film a hugging scene.
Leah... hugging Wesley.
This opportunity was supposed
As Leah left the stage, Emily quickly approached, holding a coat and a bottle of water. She draped the coat over Leah and anxiously asked, "Leah, did you not rest well yesterday, leading to your poor performance today?" "No." "Then why?" Leah took the water from her hand, took a sip, and said, "Because I don't feel anything for Wesley." Emily: ... "Huh?" Emily was tempted to strangle her. "That's Wesley! You don't feel any spark looking at that face?" "No." She even felt like punching him in the face after staring at him for a while. Leah drank her water, her eyes shimmering. Her inner world had always been extremely closed off. It was only after meeting Diana that she opened up and embraced a normal life. As for the emotion of "liking"... Before meeting Colin, she didn't understand that feeling at all. Apart from Colin, she couldn't find that feeling for anyone el
"Isn't this a new account? How come you have so many followers?" Wesley asked. "Thanks to your colleague," Leah replied. If it weren't for Amelia spreading rumors about her, attracting some attention, her followers wouldn't have increased so quickly. Leah didn't linger and walked away. Wesley stared at Leah's Twitter. After a moment, he clicked on the only comment under her tweet. To his astonishment, hundreds of comments were all personal attacks. "Did she stir up a hornet's nest?" Wesley wondered. "Some of these comments are outrageous. Leah became the lead based on her talent; they're just spreading rumors," he said angrily. Yvaine, Wesley's manager, approached. "Worry about her, aren't you?" "Are you crazy? I was just making some comments. What does it have to do with me what happens to her?" Wesley put his phone away, feeling uneasy. Yvaine narrowed her eyes. She had been with Wesley
Finally, urged by Ramingo's prompt, Amelia reluctantly walked to the end of the red carpet. Before leaving, he extended his hand, took off the Red Rose from his chest, and then casually tossed it toward the crowd nearby. A young girl caught the rose. Anthony chuckled softly, "Flowers match beautiful women, and it suits you well." He added with a flirtatious wink, "Ah ah ah! Anthony, Anthony gave me flowers!" The girl who caught the flower screamed in excitement, grabbing her companion, her eyes rolling back in exhilaration, almost losing her composure. Observing Anthony's playful antics, Leo's mouth twitched. "Aren't you afraid of being too shameless?" Anthony replied, "I'd die if I'm not shameless." As the group reached the interview area, reporters were eagerly waiting. "FOT, Wesley was just ahead of you. Did you come together?" Together? The three looked at each other, wearing bewilder
Applause echoed in the venue. Sitting at their seats, Ben and the others were stunned for three seconds before realizing what happened. "Holy crap?! We won!?" Ben jumped up in excitement. Damn it! Even though they anticipated it, winning felt like a dream! Ramingo slapped the back of his head, "Watch your language!" Though stern, his face carried a full smile. As their manager, seeing FOT win such a prestigious award made him happier than anyone. Ramingo gestured, "Aren't you going up to receive the award?" "Right away!" Ben dragged the other two, and the trio excitedly rushed onto the stage. Watching the three jubilant figures, Wesley felt as if a thunderbolt had struck him from the sky, leaving him thoroughly shocked. He was done for! Standing on the stage, BenLeo and Anthony held the weighty little golden statues, receiving congratulations from the audience. As
Thinking it was Yvaine, Wesley didn't struggle at first. When he turned his head, he met Ben's complex expression. Instantly, his face turned as dark as the bottom of a pot. Damn it. It's this troublemaker! "Let go!" Wesley shook off his hand, suppressing his anger, trying to maintain a proud demeanor. This guy must have come specifically to mock him. He couldn't show any weakness! Unexpectedly, Ben extended his hand, taking off his own suit jacket. "Quick, put on my clothes!" Wesley: ??? His expression froze for a moment, then couldn't hold back, revealing a bewildering look. "What are you doing?" "Putting clothes on you. Do you really intend to walk all the way like this?" Ben was serious: "Hurry up, put on my clothes." Wesley's expression went through myriad changes, finally unable to hold back a burst of curses. "Damn it, Ben, do you think it's fun to m
"Then don't try to argue!" James shouted, "It's truly unfortunate for the family. I thought you were just a bit foolish, but I never imagined you'd also like men..." Ben was very anxious, "Dad, it's not what you think. Wait, what do you mean by 'also like men'?" James hesitated, then raised his voice, "Don't change the subject. Last time, you told me you liked girls, and now you hit me with this 'surprise'!" "Dad, let me explain..." Ben hurriedly explained the situation to James, then said, somewhat helplessly, "Dad, why do you always suspect that I like men? If I were really gay, my two teammates would have gotten together with me a long time ago." Leo: "???" Anthony: "???" Ben explained vigorously, and finally, James reluctantly believed him. He muttered, "Fine, I get it. If you're just genuinely foolish, then I can relax." Ben: "..." Doesn't this sound like he's still insulting him? ...
Diana slouched against the door, waiting for over half an hour. Feeling like she was about to fall asleep, she finally heard some movement outside. She jolted awake and quickly got up, glancing outside. Bernard and Kismet stood up, exchanged a few words with John, and prepared to leave. Diana sighed in relief. Finally, they were leaving. John also stood up, personally escorting them out. When they reached the elevator, Kismet linked her arm with Bernard's, smiling dignifiedly at John. "I'm quite curious about your fiancée. I wonder what kind of person she is?" John's expression softened, a rare hint of tenderness in his eyes. "She's peerlessly beautiful, unmatched in the world." Kismet was taken aback. "Hearing Mr. Matthews say that, I'm really looking forward to meeting this Ms. Thompson." "There will be a chance." After seeing them off in the elevator, John turned back and retur
"I trust my grandfather's judgment. If he thinks we're a good match, I thought it wouldn't hurt to get to know you better," Charlotte said, raising her wine glass. "Relationships take time to develop, don't they, Sanders?" Albert raised his glass and clinked it with hers. He couldn't shake the feeling that Charlotte wasn't being entirely truthful. Once the dishes arrived, the two started eating and chatting. Throughout, Albert's attitude remained lukewarm, much to Charlotte's discontent. In the past, if Albert had shown this kind of attitude, she wouldn't have given him a second glance. But the Patel family's situation had changed drastically. She had to consider the bigger picture. "The temperature in the private room is quite high," Charlotte suddenly remarked. She reached out and took off her coat, revealing a form-fitting cashmere sweater that accentuated her figure. Paired with her beautiful face, s