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As dawn broke, Ophelia stirred from her slumber, finding herself nestled in a plush bed. However, any attempt to move proved futile. Kenneth's muscular arm was wrapped around her waist like a vise, as if she might disappear if he loosened his grip.

It was always the same when they shared a bed. He treated her like a cherished teddy bear, and the slightest movement only made him hold on tighter.

Resigned to her fate, Ophelia remained perfectly still, waiting for him to wake up on his own terms.

"Why were you sleeping in the study last night, hmm?" Kenneth's voice was husky with sleep as he gently turned her head towards him, his large hand tousling her messy hair.

"I was looking up some information," Ophelia replied, already accustomed to his pet-like caresses. "When did you get back?"

They chatted idly for a while, discussing this and that as the morning slowly unfolded.

Suddenly, Ophelia casually mentioned. "Oh, by the way, I'm visiting the film set this afternoon. Want to come along?" 'Don't come, please don't come,' she silently pleaded, while maintaining an innocent smile on her face.

Kenneth frowned. 'Another outing on the weekend? Am I just invisible to her?"

Ophelia got up to freshen up, while Kenneth lay back with his hands behind his head, his eyes never leaving her. "If you don't want to come, you can wait for me at home. I won't be long," she said.

After washing up, her face looked pure and clean. But in front of Kenneth, she couldn't hide her inner thought.

Kenneth pulled her into his arms. "So, how long will you be gone?"

"It won't take long," Ophelia said.

"Oh really? Two hours?" Kenneth's striking features reflected in her pupils, his long lashes softening the mischievous glint in his eyes.

hours isn't nearly enough,"

raised an eyebrow. "I'll come along. Not counting travel time, you get two

he was offering two whole hours. It smelled like a trap. Even if

Kenneth murmured,

isn't enough. She saw right through his implications. Two hours would be the end of her. "Kenneth, my back's killing me," she

won't work anymore.

con artist,' she thought. 'He's the one getting all the benefits,

of the Paramour, cameras were

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her way to the top. Despite facing endless schemes and scorn, she outmaneuvered her rivals to become Empress and, eventually, the power behind the throne. It was a rollercoaster

was cast as Josephine a haughty and domineering consort from a prestigious

initially, she trusted the female lead implicitly. However, everything changed when she drank a soup

completely. Josephine became consumed by bitterness over the event, and was responsible for much of the female lead's suffering in the early stages of the story.

a tragic figure. Manipulated by the person she loved most, she

Sharon to accept this role was its potential to become a

with William through this project, it would open

buzzed with activity on the first day of shooting. The opening scene was a dramatic confrontation. Josephine, having just learned of her miscarriage, stormed off to confront the lead character,

meant to be glamorous. Instead, they aimed to capture the weak, vulnerable state of a

Her strikingly beautiful

and glanced at it. 'Where is Elia?' she wondered. 'She should be here by

through the scene," Tracy

learned the original lead actress had been replaced at the last

lead actress' dressing room, curious about the woman she'd heard had some industry connections. The young actress was dressed in plain, dusty costume clothes with

flickered. This was Emily, the lead from another film that had premiered around the same time as one of Sharon's recent projects. She recalled that Emily had also modeled for Brock in the final round

career.

first collaboration, Sharon

to really go for it-no holding back. It's our first scene together, so we

ran through their lines

Her eyes welled up with

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