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 a dime a dozen.

bickering

need, Mr. Ethan. I’m not

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

then

cooled as he strode

up to

models should be in there,” Ethan

“Sure,” she acknowledged.

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

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

Lysander,

stood by the backdrop, observing the hole

rigging were being lowered

tricky to angle, and you can’t really

beat, instantly realizing that David was recreating the scenario when she was

was assessing the angle, determining which direction was best

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