Megan naturally didn't fall for that, nor was she so foolish that she would believe that Josiah was here to talk to her about the script at that hour. However, she couldn't afford to offend the assistant director.
Of course, the phenomenon of directors bedding actresses was commonplace in showbiz, and it was all consensual.
Some actresses would even voluntarily offer themselves to the directors in hopes of getting more scenes or better roles. That was why showbiz was regarded as a serpentine industry. Of course, Megan wasn't such a person. That held true for her both past and present life.
As she couldn't offend Josiah or allow herself to be sullied, she had no choice but to open the door considering the current situation. However, she took some precautions and latched the security chain from inside. She merely opened the door a fraction for Josiah to speak.
“What's the matter, Mr. Zeller? Let's just talk here. My room is rather messy, so I'll refrain from inviting you in,” she murmured apologetically. Through the gap in the door, she could see Josiah leering at her as though wishing he could see through her pajamas.
Megan's rejection was already clear as day, yet Josiah made no move to leave. With his hands in his pant pockets, he darted his gaze around while saying, “Megan, this can't be explained in a few words, and it'll definitely delay the filming tomorrow if it's put off. Look, it's chilly out here, and I'm wearing a short-sleeve shirt. Why don't you let me in first, huh?”
Left with no other choice, Megan opened the door a fraction and handed him a jacket. Then, she insisted, “I'm really not feeling well, so why don't you go back first, Mr. Zeller?” As she said that, she made to close the door.
However, Josiah grabbed her wrist before she could do that. “Hey, you should really know your place, Megan! I have some power on set, after all. You merely play a supporting role, so the director won't bother about you. No one will say anything even if I change actresses anytime!”
When Josiah's sweet talk failed, he became threatening with thinly-veiled threats. With that, Megan naturally understood the consequences of offending him.
It was only after she had exerted quite some force did she manage to retract her hand from Josiah's grasp. Upon seeing that he wasn't planning on giving up until he had his prey cornered, she had no choice but to shed all pretense of amiability. “Please have some selfrespect, Mr. Zeller. Otherwise, I'm going to call for help.”
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