Tyrone's mood was still boiling with frustration. He couldn't stand Quintessa's carefree attitude, how she seemed to disregard her own wellbeing, investing her energy into nothing but her work and vendettas. This side of Quintessa infuriated Tyrone, yet he was at a loss on how to effect any change. So, there he stood, outside the door, pondering. Perhaps, he thought, once he figured it all out, he could step in. Manny's lips twitched, "Maybe it's best not to go in right now."

Manny was about to enter, but glancing back at Tyrone, he had an idea and stepped back, "Mr. York, you might not be aware, but Quinn's recent fainting spell was the result of someone deliberately targeting her."

Tyrone's expression turned icy, "Explain. Now."

Manny hurriedly recounted the conversation he overheard outside the props room, painting a vivid picture for Tyrone.

"That's the gist of it. Crystal and Leona, they're just too vile. I mean, everyone seems nice on the surface, but their true colors are just dark. Quinn never did anything to hurt them, yet here they are, plotting against her and slandering her name."

Manny was indignant; recalling the exchange between Leona and Crystal filled him with rage.

butt underfoot, "Keep an eye on her and

to leave. Manny, puzzled, called after him, "Where are you

strides quick and determined. He might have held back from dealing with Quintessa directly, but he had no such reservations about

upper hand, the thought of anyone else daring to touch what was his, well, they

confronting the director, "With the weather this hot, let's not

do that, Mr. York. Renting this studio space costs us daily, and we need to stay on schedule

"How much are you spending a

about the money;

him off, "Would you rather not shoot today, or not

silenced Director Frost, "Pack it up, everyone. That's a wrap

in the group scene with

puzzled

"Did I not make

The Novel will be updated daily. Come back and continue reading tomorrow, everyone!

Comments ()

0/255