“I don’t quite understand what you mean, Mr. Golding. What has displeased you?” he asked, bewildered, after fumbling for his voice.

Evander scoffed with a stony glare. “You’re the director. What good are you to me if you have to ask my opinion on such a trivial matter?”

“Yes, I should not have done that.”

Gordon shuddered. What rotten luck for me to have to deal with this loose cannon that is Evander.

“Please enlighten me, Mr. Golding.”

“The actor is not a right fit. Any additional effort to prove otherwise is futile,” Evander said casually as he pointed at Angeline.

An assistant wrapped a towel around her shoulders as soon as she came ashore, but she still shivered.

When she overheard Evander, her gaze stiffened, and her lips pursed.

Sure enough, there’s an ulterior motive to his visit.

Stunned, Gordon wondered if he had misheard. “Are you sure, Mr. Golding?”

As soon as he raised the question, Evander shot him a glare so severe that Gordon’s back grew damp with cold sweat.

Then, he gazed at Angeline with a conflicted look and wondered how he should begin.

“I will reshoot the scene if you’re unhappy with it, Mr. Golding.” Angeline spoke up bravely at that moment. Her voice was hoarse from the time spent underwater. “I don’t have a problem with that, as it’s part of the job.”

When she stood up, the towel slipped off her fair and smooth skin. She stalked back toward the pool with a scowl.

If Evander is being difficult on purpose, I’m not going to let him take it out on the others.

ordered one of the crew

seat, Mr. Golding,” he

offer with a grunt and sat at the frontmost spot of the pool

an invisible force compelling

go against Evander. Silently enduring her fate, she listened for Gordon’s cry of “Action!” before diving into the pool without a

executed to perfection. Even the

“Cut!”

Gordon asked Evander gingerly, “Is this take better,

answered with a question. His

that, but a secret doubt began to manifest within him. Despite his experience directing many television shows, he simply could not see what was wrong with

must be a personal grudge for him to be this picky, and it’s

he ordered, “We’ll do another take, Angeline. Take it seriously this time. Mr. Golding is

Angeline answered dully, her sunken spirits

she redid the scene even though she instinctively knew it was near impossible to satisfy

a row. Angeline had swallowed so much

going numb from the cold, she did not

spared any feelings of indebtedness if he could be appeased

any objections did not

emerged once more from the water. She tucked her hair behind her ears and ran her tongue around her wet

of it and felt himself grow

seems to have gotten nicer of late.

the take again,

that point, knew what

the assistant had grown to a small pile. Despite that, she felt Angeline’s body becoming increasingly colder and instinctively voiced

she

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