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.

age, snobs

bickering

Mr. Ethan. I’m not thirsty,” Thalassa

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

flustered, then

expression cooled as he strode ahead.

up to

The models should be in there,” Ethan said over his

“Sure,” she acknowledged.

greeted with a palpable tension. This sort

she was now facing a

was Lysander, again.

the backdrop, observing the hole

backdrop, ropes from the rigging were

the canvas, “Mr. Sinclair, this rigging was tricky to angle, and you can’t

instantly realizing that David was recreating the scenario when

angle, determining which direction was

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