No Strings Attached

"Who are you calling your disciple? I'm the queen bee around here!"

Sasha realized her blunder the moment the words left her mouth.

Pointing at Chase, she exclaimed, "Are you the Director Chase that Gregory mentioned?" Chase simply nodded, a playful glint in his eye. "Bingo, your prize is a bottle of fine wine."

With that, he handed Sasha a bottle of red wine he'd been cradling.

Sasha was beside herself. Her mentor had hooked her up with a film crew, touting a charity film about heroic doctors saving lives. She was cast as a nurse, sharing the untold stories of medical professionals' hardships from her perspective.

The director, aiming for authenticity, had her intern at a hospital for a month. And they'd paired her with a mentor, the leading cardiac specialist, Director Chase.

Director Chase as someone in their fifties at least. But instead, it was a

clenched her teeth in frustration and was about to invite

tow, his other hand clutching a folder. The typically aloof CEO wore an uncharacteristic

visit. I also found a job for you, Sasha, to save her from pestering her all day." Without waiting for

down and saw the name on the

company behind the charity film she was supposed to do? How did lan

Could it be...

at

man chuckled nonchalantly, "This charity film has massive exposure potential. Nail it, and you could hit the big time. Do you think such a plum role

to win over Clara made her promptly return the contract.

the worst torture for Clara. The longer you stay, the guiltier she feels. Can't you see that? Or is your head waterlogged?" Sasha's head throbbed from his tap, and she snapped,