The Second Life of a Discarded Heiress

Chapter 198

He clenched his fists, forcing himself to spit out the cruel words: "Let's break up. I can't stand your explosive temper."

York's voice was as casual as ever, but as he spoke, the light vanished from his eyes.

Diana fought back her tears and shouted at York with venom, "Fine! Break up it is! Don't come crawling back."

Citrine watched the scene play out, her brow creasing ever so slightly.

It was a simple exchange, yet Seraphina and Clarence had already been called out by the director seven or eight times.

Clarence kept forgetting his lines or getting them wrong, while Seraphina recited hers as if she were reading from a textbook-flat, emotionless, breaking into giggles every now and then. She had none of the professionalism expected of an actor.

Only on the final take did the two manage to deliver something halfway decent, but to Citrine, it still fell far short of acceptable.

director signaled to them with a hand gesture. "Alright, that's

wasted no time leaving the

Citrine, who was sitting beside the director, suddenly

director. "Tell me, is this the standard

spoke loud enough for everyone on set

froze mid-step, turning around at

who was used to being fawned over on every set, had never been called out for her

stalked up to Citrine, glancing her over and noting how young she looked. The disdain in Seraphina's eyes was unmistakable. "And who exactly are you? The director didn't say a word, so what makes you

close behind. For a split second, he was caught off guard by Citrine's striking features,

this industry for years; our work speaks

laugh. "As far as I know, Clarence, you've only had one decent performance since you started-and that was ages ago. You haven't done anything worthwhile since, have

the script ahead of time, yet you call