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.

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with hesitation before she

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together, the undercurrents of rivalry and hidden agendas were palpable, yet on the surface, everyone had

into filming, Leona messed up

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like she was really self-accusatory. Since it was common for mistakes to happen in group scenes,

feeling a bit heavy-headed, possibly from not covering herself properly

the camera angles, the director

few of the ladies tripped over each other's long

called "cut", "What's going on

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