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.

was challenging to keep your eyes open. Despite the difficult conditions, Reece still delivered

“Click.”

see the sweat beads on his forehead

as a fan

wearing that wig and headgear. Come, let’s take a

mainly revolved around a modern disillusioned male teacher who suddenly saw ghosts. He embarked on a journey to collect ghosts, battle monsters, level up, and uncover a powerful

scene they were shooting today portrayed the past life of the male lead and his sister, who was the only one who truly cared for him and more memorable than the female

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

designer outfits and ostentatious displays of

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influential backers had invested five million dollars in the project, and if they didn’t cast her, that money would be withdrawn. Money talks, and

play. He had to sell two houses just to scrape

to last him for at least

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

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 better than many so-called “actors”

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

furry thighs. On his feet, he sported a pair of flip-flops with