Hera was unsure if she should take Samantha's offer. Then again, Samantha was better at dealing with the opposite sex than her, so Hera agreed to meet later.
Night time soon came.
The villa the filming crew had rented for Samantha and the rest of the cast was brightly illuminated. The outdoor decorations made it seem like a party was going on.
Hera and a cold-faced Bernard soon arrived at the villa.
Damian had a few scenes that needed to be shot at night. There was a small crowd gathering in the courtyard, including Leon, two female celebrities, and a few assistants. They were grilling various food items while chatting and drinking happily. The atmosphere was very lively and boisterous.
"Hera! Over here!" Samantha waved at Hera from her spot at a grill. In fact, she had the grill all to herself.
"Mr. Killian, since you're not accustomed to grilling food, you can sit there and have a drink or two. Hera and I will bring the food over once we're done grilling it," Samantha said thoughtfully when she saw Bernard trailing behind Hera.
Bernard just shot an impassive look in the grill's direction.
Really? That was it?
When Bernard went through special training in the past, he was thrown into the wilderness with one requirement—to survive for three days and three nights. Not only did he have to survive on his own, but he also had to avoid getting ambushed by others.
The conditions in the wilderness were much worse than whatever this barbecue party offered. Miniscule tasks such as grilling meat were nothing to Bernard.
Then again, he wanted to taste Hera's cooking, so he sat at an unoccupied table and watched her from afar.
Hera knew that Samantha had said all those things just to distract Bernard. After washing her hands at a sink, she picked a few lamb skewers before returning to the grill. There, she began grilling the meat.
Back when Hera lived in the countryside, it was normal for her to go hunting with her neighbors' children behind Catherine's back. They used to grill the meat they hunted, so she was skilled at it.
A short while later, a mouth-watering scent filled the courtyard. Leon was deeply entranced by the scent.
He ran over to join Hera. "Boss, this smells amazing! I wanna have some!"
"Mr. Killian hasn't eaten anything yet, you know. Do you have the guts to eat the skewers Hera prepared before him?" Samantha said jokingly.
Suddenly, Leon felt like someone was glaring daggers at him from behind. He shivered instinctively out of fright. "I think I'll just grill the meat myself."
After that, he walked away to grab some food for himself.
"When you bring the food over to him later, don't just slap on that poker face of yours. You need to be friendlier and sweeter. It's best if you can act all cute and coquettish in front of him."
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