Mr. Kress was staring at his phone, ready to blow his top.

For two days straight, he gave Clarice the cold shoulder on set. Clarice was pretty ticked off, so she went to vent to Gwen.

“Because of that 300k, Mr. Kress has his mind made up about me. What should I do?”

Clarice purposely told Gwen, wanting to know why Mr. Kress seemed to specifically target her.

Gwen thought she had a good handle on Estelle, so she gave some advice, but Estelle’s reaction caught her off guard. She sipped her water, leisurely chuckling, “If Mr. Kress comes after you again, tell him that 300k wasn’t a freebie!”

Clarice thought for a moment, “Estelle seems like a tough cookie.”

Gwen smirked, “Even the toughest cookies can be cracked!”

showered her with flowers on a daily basis. One day he would send roses, and the next day he

set were green with envy.

Kress was a good-looking guy with some

another huge bunch of pink roses outside Estelle’s door and burst out

work, turning a blind eye,

scoffed, “It’s sickening!”

days, Clarice went with Manuel to a social gathering one

seat, then looked at Jonathan, always so elegant and noble. She

suddenly asked Clarice, “You’re filming Mr. Tucker’s TV show,

other women also turned to look. Clarice smiled and answered, “Yes, we’re still

“Is it fun shooting? Any

Jonathan looking at her too. She smiled and said, “Shooting can be quite boring,

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