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

many actors and actresses. The director wanted to do a trial

glanced at Cynthia, curious about her earlier hesitation but had no time to ponder as

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, yet on the surface, everyone had to appear friendly

minutes into filming, Leona messed up her lines,

profusely, bowing to everyone, "Sorry, sorry, I'm really sorry,

apology seemed utterly

.net

she was really self-accusatory. Since it was common for mistakes to happen in group scenes, no one was too bothered, not even the

from not covering herself properly overnight. She just hoped they could wrap

adjusting the camera angles,

ladies tripped over each other's long dresses, causing

called "cut", "What's going on with

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