“Where can I go to find someone who looks exactly like you?” Bradley couldn‘t help but
question her proposal. “It‘s just a body double scene. All we‘re looking for is the motion and the overall
effect.”
“I know...” Guinevere said, looking regretful. “But I thought that you‘re like me, a perfectionist in work.”
The manner in which she put it left Bradley with no choice but to swallow his words. In frustration, he
kicked a chair by his feet.
Guinevere could clearly tell that he was raging.
Bradley did not bother hiding the fury etched on his face. He would‘ve probably given up tolerating her
behavior if it weren‘t for her family.
Guinevere decided to take a step back and offer them a solution, “Ella looks somewhat like me, and she
filmed her fighting scene well just now. Would she be able to serve as my double?”
Everyone turned to look at Stella upon Guinevere‘s suggestion.
It was then that everyone realized that Stella did look somewhat like Guinevere.
Perhaps good–looking people all bore some resemblance to each other. Both Stella and Guinevere had
bright and beautiful eyes, but unlike Stella, Guinevere often wore make–up to
emphasize her features and make her look more captivating.
It also had the effect of aesthetic fatigue.
Stella‘s features were as delicate as Guinevere‘s but had a more enduring look to them that made one
feel that she was more beautiful the more one looked at her. After Guinevere raised her suggestion,
everyone began finding it feasible. They asked Stella, “Ella, do you want to give it a go?”
Stella instinctively turned to look at Guinevere, sneering in her heart when she saw Guinevere give her a
half–smile.
She knew that no matter how friendly Guinevere tried to portray herself on the surface, deep inside, she
was still the same old Guinevere who would stop at nothing to exterminate anyone who was a threat to
her.
If Weston was the source of all the tragedy that happened to Stella, then Guinevere was the trigger.
She had once wanted both her and her child dead
Seeing her remain silent, Guinevere hesitated, “...Oh, that‘s right. I didn‘t even seek your opinion about it.
It‘s fine if you‘re not willing. After all, the moves are pretty difficult.” The crew couldn‘t help but begin to
persuade Stella. “Ella, you performed very well just now. Ms. Cohen just gave birth and it‘s only natural
that she can‘t do these moves. Why don‘t you lend a helping hand? You‘ve already been filming for quite
a while; this additional scene wouldn‘t take up much time.”
Instead of asking Stella for a favor, the way Guinevere and the crew members put it made Stella seem
almost unreasonable if she were to reject the proposal.
She was about to open her mouth and respond when Bradley cut in, “She‘s a newcomer. How good an
effect can she achieve? She could film that scene in one take only because she was very well prepared,
diligent, and professional. If she really can help us film Guinevere‘s scene, then I, representing the entire
crew, thank Ella. However, it‘s entirely reasonable too if she can‘t.”
Guinevere‘s face turned cold as she looked at Bradley. She couldn‘t even be bothered to preserve the
friendly and approachable image she was trying to keep up. She didn‘t expect Bradley to come to Ella‘s
defense in front of everyone. Stella looked at Bradley before nodding in agreement, “I can give it a go,
though I can‘t guarantee how things will turn out.” Bradley looked at her, slightly shocked. He didn‘t say
anything, but she walked towards her and patted her shoulder, “I‘ll remember this favor you do for us.”
Stella flashed him a smile, maintaining her silence. Guinevere sneered in silence as she looked at both
of them. “Thank you for your willingness to help me. Weston wouldn‘t let me do something so dangerous,
so I have to trouble you to help out...”
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