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

bickering

not thirsty,” Thalassa declined gracefully.

water bottle back to Zane. “Take it back, then. Your

was red-faced and flustered, then he

as

hurried up

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

“Sure,” she acknowledged.

palpable tension. This sort of commanding presence wasn’t something

she was now

Lysander,

stood by the backdrop, observing the hole on

backdrop, ropes from the rigging were being lowered right where Lysander stood.

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

instantly realizing that David was recreating the scenario when

determining which direction was best suited

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