Wife by Day, Boss by Night by Thalia Quillspeak

Chapter 91

Sofia couldn’t help but scoff at the privileged air that surrounded Natalie. “You think you’re something special just because you were born with a silver spoon in your mouth. If it weren’t for your brother, your family would be nobodies. And let’s not forget who pulled him back from death’s door on the battlefield.”

Natalie offered a soft, dismissive laugh in return. “And if he hadn’t been a decorated war hero. would you have risked your life to save him? I think not. It takes a woman with real guts to come from the other side of the tracks and still have the heart to welcome someone like you

into the family.”

“Well played!” Miller, who had been watching the exchange, couldn’t help but praise Natalie’s poise under fire.

The script called for Sofia to throw a cup of coffee at Natalie in a fit of rage. But instead, Sofia suddenly stood up and, with a fierce swing, slapped Natalie across the face. “How dare you!”

The slap left the room in stunned silence.

A flicker of shock passed through Natalie’s eyes, quickly replaced by tears that threatened to spill over as she clutched her reddening cheek.

an instant, she had seamlessly channeled her emotions into

the scene was still rolling and

to inspect Natalie’s face, which bore the clear imprint of Sofia’s hand, swelling

hit her

more scenes this afternoon. How

I got carried away, and it was a perfect take, wasn’t it?”

minimal makeup, isn’t that handprint just the perfect continuation for her next scene? Saves the makeup artist from having to paint on bruises.”

excuse and about to blow up when Natalie spoke quietly. “It’s fine. It does work for my next scene.”

small chair sat with her next script. She sat

her for a while and turned to the rest of the cast. “Did you see that? That’s what professionalism looks like. Learn from it.”

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smiled quietly to herself.