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 were a dime a

in bickering with a

Mr. Ethan. I’m not thirsty,” Thalassa declined gracefully.

tossing the water bottle back to Zane. “Take it back, then. Your hospitality is a

flustered, then

as he strode

up

The models should be in there,”

“Sure,” she acknowledged.

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

all too familiar to Thalassa. Instinctively tensing, she was now facing a tall, striking figure, a man of

Lysander,

observing

from the rigging were being lowered right

rigging was tricky to angle, and you can’t really see

David was recreating the scenario

which direction was best

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