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,

with hesitation before she

at a garden party involving many actors and actresses. The director wanted to do a trial run,

at Cynthia, curious about her earlier hesitation but had no time to ponder as they were about to start filming. She left her script and positioned herself for

her ladies-in-waiting touring 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

messed up her lines, causing

everyone, "Sorry, sorry, I'm really sorry, everyone. I

apology seemed

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mistakes to happen in group scenes, no one was too

heavy-headed, possibly from not covering

angles, the director had

ladies tripped over each

"cut", "What's