Hannah offered an apologetic smile to the crew. "Sorry for holding up the works, folks!"
The director waved it off. "No worries, no need to apologize."
Who would dare to blame the main man, Steven? And who would dare to mess with the lady who had the power to send Steven away?
Hannah's smile was strained. "Don't worry, director. I'll make sure he doesn't come around causing trouble again."
"It's all good, Hannah. These little hiccups happen. Don't sweat it."
Hannah turned to apologize to her male co-star, who verbally accepted her apology, but was clearly shaken. Each time he tried to deliver a line, his gaze flickered towards the door, half-expecting Steven, the charmer with a temper, to barge in and give him the boot—literally.d2
That kick he had received earlier had almost taken him out. One more, and he might've been done for.
The male lead couldn't get back into character, and so they had to cut and reshoot take after take, which meant Hannah wrapped up her day's work way later than planned.
After the day's shooting, Hannah’s assistant whispered, "Hannah, President Dixon has been waiting outside for you."
Without a word, Hannah settled in front of the makeup mirror and closed her eyes, as the makeup artist began removing the day's facade. Suddenly, she sensed a different touch and snapped her eyes open. Sure enough, reflected in the mirror was Steven, that relentless ex of hers. She touched her forehead wearily. "Steven, can't you take a hint and leave me be?"
Steven's voice was full of wounded innocence. "Today was the day we marked on the calendar. I came specially to keep our appointment."
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