“That’s enough,” Caspian told his manager. “Find me a quiet place to cool off. Bradley yelled his head
off at me just now…”
“Oh, I wouldn’t worry about that, Caspian!” the manager consoled. “You know Bradley yells at
everyone. Your acting just now was perfectly fine. I’m sure he was angry at something else…”
Meanwhile, Stella was leafing through the script alone in a deserted corner. She’d been through her
lines a few times now, trying her hardest to get into character. The problem was that none of the
scenes that she would be filming today were emotional. On the surface, it would seem that there was
no need to get in the zone to film these scenes, but in fact, it was mundane scenes like these that were
the greatest test of an actor’s skills. She had to look, sound, and act natural, and couldn’t appear as
though she was performing in front of a camera. This was no mean feat for a new actor. Soon
afterward, Bradley was done shooting two scenes and sent his assistant over to get Stella. Her heart
pounded with anxiety, and just as she was about to go, the assistant stopped her.
“Just hurry up and get these scenes over with,” he whispered to her. “Guinevere Cohen will be coming
soon. Her previous scenes have all been shot, and if she finds out now that one of the supporting roles
hasn’t been filled yet, who knows how furious she’ll be!” “When is she shooting again?” Stella asked.
“Oh, you didn’t know? She suddenly decided to show up on set, earlier than expected. She said she
wants to see our progress, which is why Bradley’s been in a hellish mood today. If your performance
isn’t up to par and you get fired for it, Bradley will have to scramble and find another actress to take
your place. We’re already in a rush as it is. We might not even make it before the Spring Film Festival
starts. I can’t imagine how much money we’d lose if there are more delays!”
At that point, all of the actors had been paid, especially a top actress like Guinevere, who got the
money as soon as she finished filming. Guinevere held immense fame, status, and fortune. Although it
was a good thing that a film had someone like that in the cast, all the pressure to perform at the box
office was basically borne by the director, Bradley Lane, alone. Since Guinevere had an impressive
repertoire, nobody would blame her if the film ended up a flop. Instead, rumors would start about how
washed-out of a director Bradley Lane was,
That was mainly why Bradley had been under such intense stress lately. “If I ever decide to work with
these superstars again, I must be the king of fools!” Stella overheard Bradley grumbling bitterly when
she walked past him.
He had initially chosen to cast Guinevere in this film because he’d been impressed with her acting in
previous films. Little did he know how fastidious and demanding she was!
Bradley himself had always been a scrupulous man who was hard to please, so him and Guinevere
working together was like a clash of titans. The assistant was quite fond of Stella, so he felt the urge to
give her a fair warning.
"Never forget this,” he reminded her.
“In this film set, there are two people that you must never offend: One is Bradley Lane, and the other,
Guinevere Cohen.”
“Okay…” Stella nodded. She had performed with Caspian once, so even if they didn’t rehearse
together just now, she’d gained enough experience to make great improvements the second time
around. As the performance was going well, Bradley’s expressions warmed up considerably too.
The shooting went on till noon. Stella managed to get through it rather swimmingly. She didn’t have any
more scenes to shoot in the afternoon, so Bradley sent her home and told her to get a good rest and
get ready because there would be more shooting the next day. It just so happened that Stella had one
last class to teach at the training center, so she quickly packed up her things and rushed there as fast
as she could.
Yvonne was quite busy that day, so she would only be there later in the afternoon. Stella had just
changed her clothes when she bumped into Joyce Duxton.
“Oh… do you still have a class today?” Joyce asked, her eyes looking very shifty. Stella merely nodded
and walked into the dancing classroom, not bothering to talk to Joyce.
“You arrogant b***h!” Joyce hissed through gritted teeth once Stella was gone. “I can’t wait to see that
smug look getting wiped off of your face!”
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