Director Frost shouted with a grim face, “Cut! What’s going on with you two?”
Leona, holding her leg, said, “Director, it wasn’t us.”
Director Frost impatiently interrupted, “If it wasn’t you, then who was it? It’s such a simple scene. What are you two doing? Get ready; let’s do it again.”
Leona wanted to say something more but was stopped by Crystal, shaking her head.
Director Frost was a workaholic. He was the type who cared little about any off-screen drama between his actors. As long as the scene was performed well, he didn’t bother with anything else.
Leona threw a venomous glance at Quintessa, “Quintessa, just you wait.”
Quintessa shrugged, “Why are you blaming me? It’s not like I asked you two to make noises. If you decide to bring your bedroom moans to the set, how is that my fault?”
Leona couldn’t hold back, cursing, “Bitch.”
Quintessa retorted with a smirk, “Bastard.”
As Director Frost called for everyone to take their positions, Crystal tugged at Leona’s sleeve, “Let’s finish this scene first. We’ll talk about the rest later.”
Leona, however, wasn’t willing to miss this chance to teach Quintessa a lesson. She signaled to the actresses playing maids around her, and they all moved in together, intending to overpower Quintessa. She didn’t believe Quintessa could resist them all.
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