Good thing, for so reason, Samuel was well-behaved today. He didn’t even throw any sexist comnts at , even though I was dressed as a very sexy secretary on set.
Well, whatever happened to him, it was a good thing that I didn’t have to deal with another predator in this series.
Because he behaved, we were able to rehearse our first scene quickly. It was also because the kiss scene and hot scene would not be shown directly. The cara relied more on angles, like only showing gripping the edge of the shaking desk tightly.
From the cara’s point of view, it looked like I was being banged from behind, but in reality, Samuel didn’t even touch .
But of course, doing this scene made my mind wander again, what if it was Lando banging from behind instead? Especially in his private, secret office.
Of course, it was a silly thing to imagine because my husband wasn’t able to stand without his crutches for too long, and I didn’t want him to get hurt just to fulfill my imagination.
But as ridiculous as it was, those imaginary thoughts actually helped get through these embarrassing scenes. At least I only needed to imagine my husband’s face instead of Samuel’s.
"Good! Good! It’s perfect, Helcia!" the director’s voice echoed through the room. He even clapped several tis, looking completely delighted. "Geez, this acting could already be used in the real scene."
I imdiately straightened my back and fixed my hair. "Please don’t say that, Mr. Carter." I smiled, letting out a soft laugh. "I might be able to perform even better during the actual shoot."
The director nodded and pointed out a few small details I should pay attention to later, but honestly, the mistakes were so tiny that it wouldn’t matter even if I didn’t fix them.
"You need to grip the table a little tighter, but in so scenes it should loosen," he explained. "It’s like... you’re in so much pleasure that you can’t hold the furniture properly. You get it, right? Just imagine you’re having sex with your partner."
I bit the inside of my lip because I had never had actual sex with any man before. But that didn’t an I was completely clueless.
"Yes, yes, I understand," I said with confidence. "I’ll keep that in mind for the actual shoot."
After that, the director called Samuel over to rehearse a few scenes with Mira, while I was allowed to rest for a mont until he needed again.
"How was it?" Marissa asked as she passed a bottle of water that Gigi handed her.
"Not bad," I replied as I dropped myself onto the couch in the break room. "Samuel behaved today."
"Of course he has to behave," Marissa said casually. "His agency just paid about one and a half million dollars to cover up the case about his orgy party."
I imdiately choked on my water when I heard that. She patted my back, saying, "Don’t drink too fast."
I wasn’t choking because of the water! It was the information that almost killed !
"O-orgy party?" My eyebrows scrunched so tight I worried it would give wrinkles. "That’s disgusting! How can he even do sothing like that?!"
"Yeah, disgusting," Marissa agreed. She leaned closer and held out her phone. "I have so pictures. Do you want to see?"
I pushed her phone away instantly. "No! I don’t want to see the pictures!"
So celebrities really lived such wild lives that I couldn’t wrap my head around it. To be honest, this wasn’t the first ti I’d heard about an actor having an orgy party, but still—no matter how many tis I heard it—it was always disgusting.
Why did these people have to act like animals in heat?
"Well, the point is..." Marissa continued, "his agency, HH Entertainnt, has already given him an ultimatum to behave. If he doesn’t, the people who know about this might leak the orgy party story to stir things up."
She sighed and added, "Most of his fans are won, and I don’t think they’d be happy if they found out their celebrity crush slept with so many won in one day."
"That’s... unbelievable," I muttered, rubbing my temples. "I can’t imagine how anyone could still admire him after that."
Marissa shrugged. "People will forgive anything as long as the scandal doesn’t blow up. Fans only turn on their idols when the evidence is everywhere."
I sighed, "Yeah, at least he’ll be more careful when interacting with his female coworkers now." I added, "But... how do you know so much about this information? And... how did you even get the pictures?"
Marissa shrugged casually, as if she were talking about the weather. "Oh, you know... entertainnt people talk. Once sothing happens, it spreads faster than wildfire."
"That doesn’t explain the pictures," I pointed out, narrowing my eyes.
Marissa smiled. "Let’s just say... I have my own informants. Anyway, it’s not that important."
Since Marissa clearly didn’t want to explain it, I decided not to push the topic any further. Besides, I didn’t want to know too much about this orgy party thing because it made want to throw up.
For the rest of the day, the director only asked to rehearse so of the first scenes, so I was even able to go ho earlier than the other actors.
The sun still hadn’t set yet, and the mont I stepped into the manor, Penny spoke inside my mind.
[Host, Penny wants to tell you so important information!]
[Starting today, your weekly mission will change into monthly missions.]
’What? Why?’ I asked in my mind because I was walking past a few housemaids on my way to my room.
[Penny has calculated that monthly missions can give you more benefits, such as:
– More ti to finish them,
– Bigger rewards,
– And you can complete many random missions along the way.]
Once I entered my bedroom, I asked out loud, "Why do you suddenly want to change it? Did I achieve sothing?"
[You did, Host.]
[The higher system has asured that you finish your weekly missions faster than most Hosts.]
[Because of that, the higher system wants to give you the chance to receive monthly missions instead.]
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