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.

raised an

hesitation before she

their marks. It was a scene set at a garden party involving many actors and actresses. The director wanted to do a trial run, knowing group scenes were

at Cynthia, curious about her earlier hesitation but had no time to ponder as they were about to start filming. She

the royal gardens. With so many women together, the undercurrents of rivalry and hidden agendas were palpable, yet on the surface, everyone had to appear

filming, Leona messed up her

profusely, bowing to everyone, "Sorry, sorry, I'm really sorry, everyone. I got nervous and flubbed my lines. I'm

apology seemed utterly

.net

mistakes to happen in group scenes, no one was

with her sleeve, ē feeling a bit heavy-headed, possibly from not covering herself properly overnight. She just hoped they

camera angles, the director had

over

"cut",

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