The Billionaire’s Maid Bride

Penelope’s foot was all healed up. She had Charlie arrange for her to return to the set, but she found that a lot of the scenes she was supposed to be in didn’t match up.

The assistant director answered with a smile, “Ms. Flanagan, you should still take it easy with your foot. We don’t want to put too much on your plate, we need to make sure we wrap up the whole show by next month. If you’re up for it, we need to shoot all night tonight.”

Before Penelope can respond, Charlie chimed in, “Our contract doesn’t mention shooting regular scenes late into the night. We should’ve talked about this beforehand.”

The assistant director seemed a bit troubled, “Ms. Flanagan, you took a two-week break without letting us know in advance, we need to catch up.”

He turned to Charlie, ‘Charlie, don’t get mad at me. You can take it up with the producer or Gavin. I’m just here to give you the heads-up. Of course, you can choose not to shoot, and then we’ll make the necessary cuts.”

Penelope bit her lip, “Alright, I got it.”

Charlie wanted to say something, but Penelope waved him off, “It’s fine, I can shoot until about midnight tonight.”

need to rest

his head as he walked away, “They’re treating the set like

born with a silver spoon in your mouth? Once the show

footage shot these past few days

job, she’s got potential. Her scenes with Aaron are natural, and she brings a touch

up a cigarette,

set aside and she lit one up as well.

squinted, “You still like this brand…it’s too

different from Penelope’s. Hers are like a clear lake, beautifully innocent. Even though they look alike, I

his cigarette, reminding, “Be careful when you guys edit

dare slack off while working for

her comment, “Thank you. I’ll treat you to dinner when we finish shooting. We’ve got one more month. Let’s all work hard.”