In a Love Nest with the Aloof CEO

Skylar scoffed. She would have gladly knocked some manners into Avery. However, she couldn’t because they were on set; and because Largo was standing right across the room. So Skylar turned and left Avery to her own devices.

At this, Avery flashed a vicious gleam at the female lead’s costume that Skylar wore. Then she asked her manager, Jane, “Have you contacted everyone? There cannot be any slip-ups when executing this plan.”

Jane nodded. “I’ve discussed everything with Daniel from props. He named his price—a hundred thousand.”

Avery’s brows drew closer. “That much to remove a couple of screws? That’s basically a rip-off.”

Eyes darting around, Jane cautiously leaned in and murmured, “Daniel said that removing those screws might cost someone’s life, so a hundred thousand is only the deposit. It will cost us two hundred thousand if she ends up crippled, and half a million if she dies.”

Delight smeared across Avery’s face as she listened to these possible outcomes. Her vicious grin deepened as she pictured a stone slab crushing onto Skylar’s body.

Meanwhile, Skylar and Largo were going through their scripts together. They knew that fans would go crazy over the tiniest romantic details between a female and male lead. Hence, they wanted to incorporate this into their scripts.

Skylar couldn’t help but feel drawn to Largo’s amorous voice as they bounced ideas off of each other.

kept a friendly smile each time he spoke. He was the kind of man that lit up an

a masochist. While she found gratification from Tobias’ torture,

a massive green screen in the studio, then special effects would be

caught sight of Avery lingering around the set. She felt that Avery’s eyes were glued onto

over during makeup touchups. She asked, “Are we filming Avery’s scenes today? Why has she been in the

for her scenes will be done at a

Skylar felt unnerved. Avery hates being around me. So why would she

eyelid kept twitching like

Skylar had to put on her safety harness. She

props noticed this and grumbled, “Do you not trust the work of our props crew, Ms. Jones? Quit worrying. It’s

attempt to calm her nerves, his voice sounded indifferent. Even his gaze

a very unlucky person. So please bear with me while I check

Daniel flashed an urged look. “It’s almost time to shoot. You should put on

lifted and revealed a well-crafted watch with an unmistakable logo—a