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The scene was supposed to be a dramatic push into the water, but before the director could even give the cue, Anna went ahead and pushed Athena straight in.

Now, Athena wasn't much of a swimmer. She flailed about for a bit before sinking beneath the surface. People nearby rushed to her aid, luckily managing to pull her out before anything serious happened.

Anna, however, didn't show a hint of remorse. She just stood there, nonchalantly blowing on her freshly painted nails. "Come on, you knew there was a water scene. Should've learned how to swim by now, right? Talk about unprofessional."

Athena coughed hard, trying to rid her lungs of water, finally managing to breathe somewhat normally. She shot a look at Anna, who merely raised an eyebrow. "What? Am I wrong?"

Athena simply dropped her gaze, choosing to remain silent. But the director wasn't having it. He walked over, his frustration evident.

"Anna, you need to follow my direction for the upcoming scenes. Let's not let personal grievances waste everyone's time."

Anna's face was a mix of disbelief and indignation. Was the director implying she was bullying Athena on purpose? She forced a smile, hiding her irritation. What was with this Athena? Maybe she'd gotten cozy with the director, who was in his fifties now. The thought was revolting, but she couldn't afford to ruin her reputation further. Yesterday's incident, where she slapped Athena a dozen times, had

her image within

fans still saw her as their

felt dizzy, last night had been rough, and she hadn't

she was taken to the hospital. Rumors flew about the show being halted, which made Tyler, the show's investor, anxious enough to call

worried Tyler was going to blame him for Athena's accident. But, after some

the drowning incident and might need to take a few

keep the set secure. The last thing we need is bad

was clear; Tyler had no intention of visiting Athena. He'd probably just had a fling with her, nothing more. Athena was too naive to know

the director figured Tyler's real interest was

burning with fever. Doris stayed by her side, fuming. With more scenes like this coming up, Athena might end up in

him to rein in Anna, or you'll be visiting

pale and exhausted, muttered, "Doris, I don't have his number, nor do I know how to reach him. He doesn't care

her temples. "You're too proud. Take a page from Anna's book. She can barely keep