Love or Die CEO’s Daily Dose of Swoon

Chapter 81

Bland stood frozen, caught in a dilemma over whether to bolt or first go and make amends.

Yet his deer–in–the–headlights look was misinterpreted by others.

The assistant director was concerned. Bland was known for his dedication to his craft. Despite his blue–blood lineage, he never acted the diva. He had one rule when filming. The acting had to pass muster, and no investor could push in a pet actor. Was he dissatisfied with Cordelia?

The assistant director glanced at the ever–composed Cordelia and coughed softly as a reminder. “Cordelia, honey, why don’t you say hello to Mr. Sullivan?”

The assistant director thought, “Cordelia was such a pretty girl. A little apology would do the trick.” But Cordelia just gave him a slow, silent look.

The assistant director was confused.

Cordelia wasn’t unwilling to speak but pondering how to address Bland. Actorman? Too formal. Landie? That was Little Parrot’s nickname for him, too intimate.

The assistant director was getting anxious. With the girl not speaking up, what to do? Just as he was thinking of what to do, Bland’s eyes narrowed with a sly glint, and he approached Cordelia. “Lia, you are in my scene?”

The assistant director was stunned.

Everyone was puzzled to hear that. Lia? What the heck? Had they misheard?

Cordelia nodded, and the beauty mark under Bland’s eyes made his face even more striking. “I’m off to change. Catch you in a bit!”

After Bland had entered the music room, the bewildered assistant director asked Cordelia. “You two know each other?”

“Yeah,” Cordelia responded before inquiring, “Changing clothes?”

“Yep, head to the makeup room right over there.” The assistant director said as he led Cordelia to the makeup room. Once she entered, it dawned on him that only top–tier stars like Bland warranted his escort. Why had he just guided a minor cameo actress there?

Five minutes later, the door of the makeup room burst open, and the makeup artist emerged.

The assistant director jolted. “What’s wrong?” Was there another hiccup?

as baffled. “Nothing’s

“What? That quick?”

her skin is flawless, and she hardly needs foundation. Just a bit of blush, some lipstick, let her hair down, and that’s

director was at a

room, and everyone in the

the bulky school uniform for a delicate costume, a crisp white blouse tucked into a pleated skirt flattering her

was

striking presence, and acting opposite him put pressure on any actress. The director had wondered what kind of girl could match

assistant director understood she was the one

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the set wasn’t ready yet, so they sat and waited in the front

TOW

were seated when Hayley and Juliana appeared. Juliana turned to leave, but Hayley grabbed her. “Don’t go. Let’s watch her flop at

here, and you can lend a hand if she cries from the piano

fists, wanting to protest, but the crew

was immersed in his script, finding his character. Cordelia, meanwhile, was busy scribbling in a

when he approached to offer reassurance, he was shocked to find Cordelia working

director was shocked.

still mentally calculating, chose an answer, and then focused on him.

“Are you… doing homework?”

read in her expression. Your slowness

What the hell?

workbook as the scene was finally ready. The assistant director explained the first scene. “We’ll shoot the piano scene

her friend. She’d never seen Lia wear more than

announced, “Now, we’ll shoot, and I’ll guide you through.

He raised an eyebrow, his face all tease and flirtation. The skill of a

second shot was Cordella’s close–up.

Cordelia. A blank expression would suffice since

from the very spot your lips touched. That’s something like an indirect kiss.”

Cordelia was baffled, suddenly recalling the morning at Midnight Scent when Everard ate her sandwich and drank her latte. Was that an indirect kiss?