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

in bickering with

Mr. Ethan. I’m not thirsty,”

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

and flustered, then he

cooled as he strode

up

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

“Sure,” she acknowledged.

studio, they were greeted with a palpable tension. This sort of commanding presence

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

was Lysander, again.

observing the hole

were being lowered right

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

beat, instantly realizing that David was recreating the scenario

the angle, determining which direction was best

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