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.

and age, snobs were a dime a dozen.

point in bickering

not thirsty,”

bottle back to Zane. “Take it back, then. Your hospitality is a bit too much for

red-faced and flustered, then he

cooled as he

hurried up to follow.

out the studio. The models should be in there,” Ethan said over

“Sure,” she acknowledged.

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

was now facing a tall, striking figure, a man of

was Lysander,

backdrop, observing the hole on

were being

canvas, “Mr. Sinclair, this rigging was tricky to angle, and you can’t really see the scene outside through that

heart skipped a beat, instantly realizing that David was recreating

direction

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