The Billionaire’s Maid Bride

“Mr. Simonds, this is the coffee Allison got for everyone.”

Mr. Simonds took the coffee and nodded. They had been shooting all day, and should have wrapped up earlier. Everyone was dead tired and running on empty. A cup of coffee was just the pick–me–up they needed. He took a sip and asked, “Allison?”

The assistant replied, “The one playing Olivi. She’s with Epic Entertainment.”

Mr. Simonds shot the assistant a look, “I’ve been working with her for a week now, how could I not know?” He lifted his head and looked at the girl sitting in the distance with Mia. She was gentle and serene, with a delicate and beautiful face that was very captivating.

Mr. Simonds‘ gaze lingered on her for a good 20 seconds before he looked away. The last time he gazed at an actress like this was when he was looking at a particularly popular big celebrity.

“Pretty good.”

The assistant thought he had misheard, “What?”

“I didn’t expect a company like

the blunt Mr. Simonds to give such high praise to Allison. But Allison was indeed outstanding. The assistant took a sip of his coffee, amongst all the actors, only Allison had offered to get

time, never flubbed her lines, and

quite invigorating and effective at alleviating fatigue. He reminisced about his initial impression of Allison. The first time he saw her, she entered the set without any assistants or staff by her side. She was just carrying bag with a water bottle, an umbrella, a small fan, and some odds and ends in it. She didn’t even have her

a

their lines, she was on her phone. He was a bit disdainful, thinking non–professionals were just unprofessional. She

the script, even her co–star’s lines.

pretty and talented didn’t mean anything without

shook his head

by the director and her co–stars as a talented and beautiful actress who lacked a powerful backing and

ringing, Patty is calling.” Lola

and said, “Hello, Patty.”