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.

day and age, snobs were a dime a dozen.

in bickering

I’m not thirsty,” Thalassa declined

to Zane. “Take it back,

red-faced and flustered, then he took the

as

hurried up to

be in

“Sure,” she acknowledged.

the studio, they were greeted with a palpable tension. This sort of commanding presence wasn’t something just anyone could muster.

tensing, she was now facing a tall,

Lysander,

by the backdrop, observing the

from the rigging were

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

realizing that David was recreating the scenario when

was assessing the angle, determining which direction was best suited

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