Chapter 1311

Ethan and Thalassa arrived at the commercial shoot location soon.

The ad agency representative greeted them with a warm smile, “Mr. Ethan, welcome. Care for a drink?”

Zane handed Ethan a bottle of mineral water, but conspicuously left Thalassat empty-handed.

And then there was that look – a glance shot her way, loaded with an unmistakable distaste.

Thalassa was baffled, clueless about what she might’ve done to rub Zane the wrong way.

Ethan noticed Zane’s reactions and, with a knowing smirk, passed his own water bottle to Thalassa, “Ms. Everhart, you take this.”

Thalassa knew Ethan was trying to avoid awkwardness, nudging Zane to respect her.

But she needed none of it.

She understood why Zane discriminated against her, his gaze brimming with rejection because she lacked a pedigree like Ethan’s. She was “merely” an assistant.

snobs were a dime a dozen.

point in bickering

not thirsty,” Thalassa declined gracefully.

to Zane. “Take it back, then. Your hospitality is a

was red-faced and flustered, then he

as he strode

up to follow.

models should be in

“Sure,” she acknowledged.

a palpable tension. This sort of commanding presence wasn’t something just anyone

Thalassa. Instinctively tensing, she was now facing a tall, striking figure, a

was Lysander, again.

observing the

rigging were being lowered right where Lysander

“Mr. Sinclair, this rigging was tricky to angle, and you

a beat, instantly realizing that David was

direction was best suited

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