“You bitch!” She shouted once she saw me, and I gave her a sweet smile in return. “Hello Jasmine,” I smiled pleasantly. Apart from Mr. Matheo, everyone else looked at me as if they were watching a show. “Your sugar daddy is responsible for all of this, isn’t he?” She asked angrily, and I was confused by how angry she was at me. She was literally the one who schemed against me, yet when her plan failed and hit her hard in the ass, she had the guts to get mad at me. “How many times do I have to tell you that I do not have a sugar daddy, Jasmine?" I lamented. I did not care about Jasmine and Lisa’s opinions, but if I wanted to have a peaceful session with the cast and crew members, I did not want them to be prejudiced against me. "Oh, yes, you do,” she smirked as she crossed her arms bossily. “Everybody, Eliza has a sugar daddy, and guess who I heard it from? Samantha, who was once her personal assistant. You must have seen the video right; Samantha said it,” Jasmine shouted crazily.
Writers pov ***crash*** Everybody watched in horror as the heavy light fell on top of Eliza. She closed her eyes, awaiting the incoming pain, with a little bit of hope that someone would intersect it, like in all those dramas. Again, she realised that she was being delusional when she felt the impending pain on her head, when she fell down, and finally when all she saw was black. “What are you waiting for? Call the ambulance!" The anxious Matheo shouted Garret rushed to her side and used his hands to support her head, trying his best to stop the bleeding, but his mere hands could not stop it. Melisa, who was pushed to the ground by Eliza, stood up anxiously and ran towards Eliza. She covered her mouth and reeled back in shock when she saw the amount of blood that Eliza had lost. “Somebody call the f*cking ambulance!” Garret said it angrily when he saw that she had started turning pale. After a few seconds of him saying that, Matheo ran back inside the set with a group of par
Eliza’s pov I woke and felt an intense pain in my head, it felt like it was pounding. I looked around and tried to comprehend where I was, but the shrill sound of the heart monitor just made my headache worse, but I still comprehended that I was in the hospital, due to the sound of the heart monitor,the white walls, and that irritating smell of disinfectant.I slowly recalled what happened before I blacked out. I had just finished filming a scene with Garret and Melisa. Garret was waving at us when the large and heavy light on the set was about to fall down. I pushed Melissa out of the way and got injured instead. At that moment, I thought I was going to die, and I started regretting it. I had so many things I wanted to do. Luckily, I was given a second chance. While I was scanning the room while trying my best to ignore the headache, I noticed Ryan who was sitting down on the couch by the edge of my room, he was fast asleep, and he looked like he was getting some work done before he
“Question for Miss Greene,” a journalist said as I sat down together with the rest of my cast mates on the podium while the reporters looked up at us from below. “Go ahead,” I said with a smile plastered on my face. This movie was going to be my debut in the entertainment industry. Six months had passed, and the shooting for the movie was finally over. After Ryan’s assistant released the video of Jasmine and her truth was shown to everyone, she was immediately cancelled, and with a little push from Ryan, she got cut off from the acting industry. The editing of the movie was done, meaning that the movie was ready to air. Matheo scheduled for it to air in a week, which is why he scheduled a press meeting with us as a form of promotion. “Go ahead,” I told her as I spoke into the microphone. “Miss Greene, how would you sum up your experience with your cast members while filming this movie?” The blonde female reporter asked “Thanks for that question,” I started with a smile. “I would
Just as I was walking down the stairs, I saw Ryan walking into the house and Mary taking his bag, and I rolled my eyes. She always tried her best to make her presence known to Ryan. “Where are you going? he asked. “Good to see you too. You know, after such a long time of not seeing each other,” I replied sarcastically as I rolled my eyes. “It was just one week, Eliza,” he said with an amused gaze, and I scoffed out loud. I did not fail to see the look of dissatisfaction on Mary’s face; even after six whole months passed, she still kept her hopes up. “Are you going to tell me where you are going?” He asked again. “Why don’t you ask the personal assistant you sent to spy on me?” I said as I walked past him with attitude, and I heard his loud laughter as I walked out, contrary to what I was expecting. I was not really angry; in fact, I knew I was not supposed to, but I felt flattered that Ryan wanted to be informed of my whereabouts. It was just fun giving him attitude. I understoo
We slowly pulled away, and I looked at him with idignation. “What is wrong with you? Someone might have seen us,” I said with an angry look as I puffed my cheeks while he just chuckled. “So what? I will be glad if others see,” he said as he made his way to the driver's seat while I entered the car. "You are so insufferable. I puffed my cheeks. “Let’s go public. I want everyone to know that you are married to me. I don’t want small actors lusting over my wife,” he said as he looked at me with a darkened gaze, and I rolled my eyes at his jealous antics. “Is this about Garret? How many times do I have to tell you that he does not feel that way towards me?” I said this after I let out a frustrated sigh. “You would not know because you are blind, but as a man, a very smart man to be exact, how can I not know when someone has feelings for my wife?” he said as he drove off. "He knows I am married, so even if he does have feelings, he won’t try anything,” I said, finally giving into his
“Welcome once again to Celebrity Homes. Now that all our invited guests have arrived at the home of Johnson Larrey, whom you all know and love, we are going to finally reveal the surprise guest who you have all been waiting for.” The host said so, and I looked forward to it. “The first surprise guest is..." The host did not complete his statement just to build up excitement in the audience. “Zeke Harry,” he said, and Sarah Lindsey immediately started screaming. Even though I could not lie, I was also very excited. Although Garret was the movie king of the year, Mr. Zeke had been the movie king for multiple years; he had a really deep condition in the acting industry and was around Melisa’s age, in his mid-forties. “So nice to meet you, Mr. Zeke. Can I get your autograph?” She asked excitedly and motioned for him to sign it at the back of her shirt. "Sure, I just need a pen,” he said with a smile, and her eyes widened anxiously. “Pen, I need a pen!” She shouted, causing Johnson’s w
Two days had already passed. We slept over at Sarah Lindsey’s house on the second day, and on the third day we went to Mr. Zeke’s house. Today it was going to be Lisa’s house. And I could sense her excitement. Even though Mr. Zeke was a very rich and well-known actor, he was also known for his humility. Because he was still single and had adopted just one child, he did not go overboard with his house; therefore, Lisa concluded that she was the one with the largest home. We got to the gate of the villa, and as expected, there was a reaction from Sarah, but Mr. Zeke and Johnson acted more reserved. “Your house looks lovely, Lisa." Sarah complimented, and Lisa smiled humbly, but deep inside, she was happy with that compliment; she probably even expected more. If only they knew that it was my parents who owned the villa in the first place. We walked through the large door and into the house. "Welcome, Miss Lisa,” a butler said, and I looked at him in shock, since when did they have a