She Became Rich After Divorce by Georgina Lane

Chapter 297: Reece’s Shorts

“What are we having for dinner tonight?”

“Master Iker loves minced meat with eggplant, Mr. Lara prefers a mild taste, and Miss Cheyenne… she’s the pickiest of all.” “Alright, let’s have poached chicken.”

“Poached chicken is not a good idea. How about we make chicken and mushroom stew? It’s nutritious and healthy.”

“It’s too hot today.”

“In that case, we can have cold shredded chicken.”

Sapphire Studios, one of the largest film and television bases in Chulae.

Every day, dozens of production crews work here, with thousands of actors and countless behind-the-scenes crew members waiting in line. If you see a celebrity on the street, you might take out your phone and snap a photo, but inside this studio, everyone is immune.

Unless they see a top A-list celebrity, most people don’t get excited. The weather was scorching in summer, and the sun felt like a blazing furnace, hanging in the blue sky. With an outdoor temperature reaching 102 degrees Fahrenheit, many people were wilting in the heat.

your eyes open. Despite the difficult conditions, Reece still

“Click.”

beads on his forehead streaming down

as a fan to create

Gray, you’ve worked hard in this scorching weather, wearing that wig and headgear. Come, let’s

who suddenly saw ghosts. He embarked on a journey to collect ghosts, battle monsters, level up, and uncover a powerful

lead and his sister, who was the only one who truly cared for

decided on a well-connected talent recommended by their sponsor, the famous actress Juliana. The director had no clue who Juliana was and even did some research to find out. She made her debut in a talent show, but her performances on the show were mediocre. Singing? Just average. Dancing? She barely tried. It was

outfits and ostentatious displays of

someone else in mind for the role. However, the producer informed him that

this play. He had to sell two houses just to scrape together

had to last him for at least another half a

enough, and as for costumes, styling, and music, he could make adjustments later. As for her acting skills, she’d got professional voice actors to rely on now. Thinking about this, Mr. Morrison couldn’t help but sigh at how tough the industry had become. Back in the day, actors were incredibly dedicated. They

the entertainment world, voice actors. They didn’t need visuals; they could convey a wide range of emotions with just a few lines. In this regard, they were often much

season, and every production was desperately short of

outer robe, revealing a pair of white, furry thighs. On his feet, he sported a pair of flip-flops with a vibrant yellow pattern,