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.

boards, it was challenging to keep your

“Click.”

shade of the trees, loudly shouted, and you could almost see the sweat beads on his forehead streaming down due to

a stapled script as a fan to create a breeze for

and headgear. Come, let’s take a break, have some tea, and wait for a

around a modern disillusioned male teacher who suddenly saw ghosts. He embarked on a journey to

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 lead despite her limited screen

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 rumored that she was a wealthy heiress from a prestigious family, but her poor attitude and quirky personality didn’t make her

outfits and ostentatious displays of wealth,

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

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

him for at least another half a

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

actors. They didn’t need visuals; they could convey a wide range of emotions with

peak season, and every production was desperately short of voice actors. Finding one at this point

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 under the