After all, fresh faces show up every day, and sooner or later soone will take your place. You’ve to learn to adapt.
Richard Lee chid in, chuckling, "Honestly, Tiffany Lynch isn’t bad at acting. Although she’s nowhere near Hannah’s level, she fits the lead actress role pretty well. If she had auditioned with sincerity initially, I might have chosen her as the lead actress."
Saying this, he seed rather reflective, "After all, you two grew up together, weren’t you going to give her a heads-up?"
Jackie Qualls shook his head, "There’s no need to remind her."
Richard Lee nodded, "Yes, after all, you do have soone you like now, it’s better to keep your distance from other won."
Jackie Qualls smiled without saying anything, concealing a bitter sadness in his eyes.
He had taken on this drama primarily to repay Richard’s kindness. In his early career, he had gone through a slump; it was Richard who gave him an opportunity. Regardless, he owed him.
In the past life, he took up this movie partly for Tiffany Lynch. But who would have guessed, after all the twists and turns, even without his interference, Tiffany still ended up as the lead actress this ti.
This drama will be a hit, but it might not be the case for Tiffany this ti.
At the start of her career, she’s acting with a seasoned actor, leading to a lot of external skepticism. In the original script, Tiffany was single-minded and focused on her acting; every step of the way, people rushed to protect her, eventually silencing critics. But now... one mistake, and she’s headed down the wrong path.
*
Hannah, sitting in a lounge chair, lightly waved the fan in her hand. After listening to Tiffany’s ramble for a while, she finally gave a response, "You’re beating around the bush and missing the main point. Try again."
Tiffany was barely holding back her frustration.
She had been talking under the scorching sun for nearly five minutes, only to receive such a comnt from Hannah Winter?
Especially considering Hannah’s laid-back posture and nonchalant tone—she was acting like a boss listening to a report, while she, Tiffany, felt like an employee reporting to her?
Tiffany was burning inside, a realization that ca late.
Especially standing under the sun, dressed in complicated ancient costus, layer upon layer, she was long sick of the heat.
Hannah looked up lazily at Tiffany, who was turning pale and appeared uncomfortable, "Not going to speak? If not, I’m going to sleep."
"You may not sleep!" Tiffany raised her voice abruptly, then quickly corrected her tone when she noticed everyone was watching her, "Since you didn’t understand clearly, let say it again."
Hannah nodded, placing the fan on her chest, supporting her cheek with one hand, "Alright, go on. But make sure to highlight the main points this ti, I don’t want to strain my ears. It’s hot enough as it is."
Tiffany’s throat tightened, taking a deep breath, "Okay."
Without further ado, Tiffany’s ambitious and targeted motive was revealed through her straightforward words.
Adding a fight scene indeed would provide both of them more opportunities to showcase their talent, but in reality, it may not be the case.
This was precisely the loophole Tiffany wanted to exploit.
Hannah looked bored, nearly falling asleep. Several tis, Tiffany struggled to control her emotions, but thankfully, managed to hold back each ti.
Facing Hannah, she constantly reminded herself to hold back.
No restraint leads to chaos.
Hannah nodded, "Ok, this is on you. Just make sure you don’t back out midway."
Tiffany breathed a sigh of relief, "How could I? I’m looking forward to our scenes together."
"Is that so?" Hannah looked at her, smiling faintly.
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