Can you send someone to get me out?

The past few days focused mainly on filming scenes with Eulalia and Ozzie. Early call times were set, but Evette, who insisted on her beauty sleep, had her scenes shifted to the afternoon, much to Reid's growing frustration.

Evette rushed over after touching up her makeup, aware only that the investors wanted to see her act, but clueless about the exact scene. Nervous and uneasy, she avoided asking questions, sneaking only a quick glance in Eulalia's direction before keeping her head down and eyes wandering—a behavior unlike her usual self.

Trent's gaze lazily landed on her face, his eyes narrowing as if he found something amusing. "Let’s start. We'll shoot the scene where the beggars assault her."

“What?!” Evette blurted out. She had read the script thoroughly and knew exactly which scene Trent was talking about—a part where Remi is surrounded by five or six beggars, nearly losing her dignity. Her clothes are torn, her hair disheveled, and she looks utterly defeated.

Evette despised