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.

it was challenging to keep your eyes open. Despite the difficult

“Click.”

the sweat beads on his forehead streaming down due to the exertion. His black cotton T-shirt looked like it was about to release

stapled script as a fan

in this scorching weather, wearing that wig and headgear. Come, let’s take a break, have some tea, and wait

suddenly saw ghosts. He embarked on a journey to collect ghosts,

life of the male lead and his sister, who was the

made her debut in a talent show, but her performances on the show were mediocre. Singing? Just average. Dancing? She barely tried. It was rumored that she was a wealthy heiress from a prestigious

on her designer outfits and ostentatious displays of wealth,

show could handle such an important role. He had someone else in mind for the role. However, the producer informed him that Juliana’s influential backers had invested five million dollars in the project,

had to sell two houses just to scrape together eighty million. Every penny went straight into

him for at least another half a

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 prepared their lines and expressions well in advance. But now, most actors recite their lines

need visuals; they could convey a wide range of emotions with just a few lines. In this regard, they were often much

summertime was peak season, and every production was desperately short of voice actors. Finding one

white, furry thighs. On his feet, he sported a pair of flip-flops with a vibrant yellow pattern, and he had a half-smoked cigarette dangling from his mouth. He squatted