Enchanted Nightfall: Falling for Destiny

Manny sneaked a glance at Tyrone, muttering to himself, "Mr. York, you must be bubbling with joy inside, huh?"

Tyrone glanced at the time; it was past 10 a.m., and the temperature was steadily rising. Sitting in the shade, he could still feel the warmth.

He looked towards Quintessa who was standing under the blazing sun. A makeup artist was touching up her makeup while she held the script, cramming her lines.

Dressed heavily under the scorching sun, Quintessa seemed oblivious to the heat. Tyrone sighed; she didn't need to push herself so hard, yet she seemed never to learn to rely on others.

Tyrone peeked into Quintessa's bag, finding only a portable mini fan. He turned to Manny, "Go buy a few more fans."

Manny paused, "Alright."

Cynthia approached Quintessa.

an eyebrow,

eyes flickered with hesitation before she

set at a garden party involving many actors and actresses. The director wanted to do a

no time to ponder as they were about to

a garden party, with the Queen and her ladies-in-waiting touring the royal gardens. With so many women together, the undercurrents of rivalry and hidden agendas were palpable,

minutes into filming, Leona messed up her lines, causing Director Frost to

sorry, everyone. I got nervous and flubbed my lines. I'm

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self-accusatory. Since it was common for mistakes to happen in

herself with her sleeve, ē feeling a bit heavy-headed, possibly from not

angles, the director had everyone

few of the ladies tripped over each other's long dresses, causing a minor

"cut", "What's going on