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.

and age, snobs were a dime

bickering with a

Ethan. I’m not thirsty,” Thalassa

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

flustered, then he took the

cooled as he strode

up

out the studio. The models should be in

“Sure,” she acknowledged.

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

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

was Lysander, again.

the backdrop, observing the hole

rigging were being lowered

Sinclair, this rigging was tricky to

Thalassa’s heart skipped a beat, instantly realizing that David was

direction

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