"I'm heading to the office first. James booked a hotel for the wrap party tonight, and he's taking care of it. If I’m free in the afternoon, I'll swing by to pick you up."
"Would it make a difference if I objected?"
Tyrone lifted his chin arrogantly. "Of course not. I call the shots here. You're just a small-time employee in front of the boss. You think you have a say?"
Lately, Tyrone had been assertively domineering yet subtly persuasive, forcibly making his way into Quintessa's life.
Every morning, he'd show up with breakfast prepared by Mrs. York in hand.
Quintessa could resist Tyrone, but she couldn't resist the warmth that came with Mrs. York's meals.
She figured that she was just missing her mom too much. The care Mrs. York provided gave her the illusion that she was still in her childhood, that her mother was still alive.
Quintessa didn't want to let go this little bit of hope. As she struggled on her own, surviving was tough for her, but her only belief was to keep living. Only by living could she seek her revenge.
But the appearance of Tyrone and his mother made it hard for her to refuse.
Feeling herself change from resisting him to gradually getting used to his presence, Quintessa was scared. She feared that some day she'd lose control, and that could spell disaster for her.
After Tyrone left, Violet sidled up to Quintessa and said, "Go for it, Quinn. You're our studio's star player. Just marry into Tyrone's wealth, reach the pinnacle of your life, and take us all to the high life with you."
Quintessa smiled but said nothing.
In the afternoon, it was time for the final scene - a car crash on the highway. The entire crew was extra cautious. Such scenes were prone to accidents, so safety checks were meticulously conducted.
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