Chapter 1311

Ethan and Thalassa arrived at the commercial shoot location soon.

The ad agency representative greeted them with a warm smile, “Mr. Ethan, welcome. Care for a drink?”

Zane handed Ethan a bottle of mineral water, but conspicuously left Thalassat

empty-handed.

And then there was that look – a glance shot her way, loaded with an unmistakable

distaste.

Thalassa was baffled, clueless about what she might’ve done to rub Zane the wrong way.

Ethan noticed Zane’s reactions and, with a knowing smirk, passed his own water bottle to Thalassa, “Ms. Everhart, you take this.”

Thalassa knew Ethan was trying to avoid awkwardness, nudging Zane to respect her.

But she needed none of it.

She understood why Zane discriminated against her, his gaze brimming with rejection because she lacked a pedigree like Ethan’s. She was “merely” an assistant.

In this day and age, snobs were a dime a dozen.

bickering

not thirsty,”

“Take it back, then. Your hospitality is a bit

was red-faced and flustered, then he

cooled as he

up to

should be in there,” Ethan said over his shoulder

Thalassa.

“Sure,” she acknowledged.

greeted with

presence wasn’t something just anyone

all too familiar to Thalassa. Instinctively tensing, she was now facing

Lysander, again.

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observing the hole on

rigging were being lowered right where Lysander

stood.

came from behind the canvas, “Mr. Sinclair, this rigging was tricky to angle, and you

that David was recreating the scenario when

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