Chapter 9
Chapter 9 An Amazing Physique
After the three-day vacation, the crew returned in high spirits and with improved moods.
The official filming began after the opening ceremony.
ire held the script and discussed the scene with Elena, the female lead of this movie. “In a moment,
you’ll enter the room. Mason wille out wrapped in a towel. Don’t look too infatuated. Just show
admiration. Then …”
Before ire could finish her sentence, Julia suddenly screamed, “Ah, ah, ah!”
Julia’s exmation surprised ire and Elena, her eyes bright as she pointed ahead.
Following Julia’s gesture, they saw the male lead, Mason Wood, standing not far away, shirtless and
wearing only a towel.
Julia eximed, “Mason has an amazing body!”
ire raised her hand to her forehead, feeling quite embarrassed by her assistant’s behavior.
Not only was she a little obsessed with money, but she was also an infatuated fan.
“Julia.” She sighed helplessly. “Can you please act more mature?”
Julia hopped over and hugged ire’s arm, “I’m not immature. I’m just
excited to see Mason, the most handsome actor! His chest muscles and abs are
amazingl
amazing.”
Elena couldn’t help but chuckle, “Ms. Lawrence, you make it sound like you’ve seen a lot in your life.
Could it be …”
She paused, winked yfully at ire, and continued, “Ms. Lawrence, have you experienced quite a
bit of this kind of thing?”
Of course, ire had seen things like that before. Although she couldn’t remember the man’s face
anymore, she could still recall his perfect physique, especially those enticing abdominal curves.
“Ms. Lawrence, Ms. Lawrence!”
The director approached them, his forehead glistening with sweat. He nced at Mason, who was
already in costume. “The producer just received a call from the big boss. He thinks the script has many
problems and wants you toe over right away.”
“Problems with the script?” ire furrowed her brow, “Did the big boss read my script?”
The director was unaware of this. He sighed and said, “Three days ago, the producer sent the script
over. Who knows if he actually read it.”
Wasn’t the big boss of the country’srgest conglomerate supposed to be astute and invested in this
movie due to its poprity?
-Such a prominent figure had invested money, and all he needed to do was wait
for the movie to be released and count his profits. Why would he be so free as to read the script?
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ire didn’t think much of it. “Mr. Smith, it’s not a big deal. After today’s work is done, I’ll go over there
and inquire about the situation. Let’s focus on shooting for now.”
Mr. Smith shook his head. “That won’t work, Ms. Lawrence. They said if the issues with your script
aren’t resolved, we won’t be allowed to shoot. The entire crew is stuck waiting. Once you address the
script problems, we can continue shooting.”
ire was utterly speechless. Did that big boss really understand the script? ^
Wasn’t he just intentionally causing trouble for her?
Time was of the essence for the crew. Elena and Mason had busy schedules. If
this dy continued, she wouldn’t know how to exin it to them.
She reluctantly agreed, gathering the script. “Fine. I’ll go now.”
Mr. Smith handed ire a business card with the big boss’s name, phone number, andpany
address on it.
ire nced at the card: Sean Vanderbilt.
The name felt somewhat familiar.
However, ire didn’t dwell on it too much. She slung her bag over her shoulder, got into her car, and
headed to the address on the business card.
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The main headquarters of Paragon Group was in Ascalon, while the branch in Silverton was just that, a
branch.
However, over the past four years, the Silverton branch had grown
significantly, transforming from a smallpany renting office space to arge enterprise that owned
the most luxuriousmercial building in the city center
Standing before this 88-story building, ire looked up and shielded her eyes from the blinding
sunlight.
A starting investment of three hundred million indicated a majorpany and a significant boss.
Approaching the reception desk, she politely inquired, “Could you please tell me which floor Mr.
Vanderbilt’s office is on?”
The receptionist nced at her, sizing up the girl in a T-shirt, jeans, and white sneakers. She looked
like a student at best, probably a fresh college graduate.
Did she really think she could meet Mr. Vanderbilt so easily?
The receptionist’s eyes practically rolled to the top of her head. “Mr. Vanderbilt doesn’t meet with just
anyone who wants to see him. Do you have an appointment?”
Seeing this kind of condescending attitude wasn’t new to ire. She lifted
the work badge hanging around her neck, “I’m C. S. Lawrence, the screenwriter
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Seeing this kind of condescending attitude wasn’t new to ire. She lifted
the work badge hanging around her neck, “I’m C. S. Lawrence, the screenwriter for the movie ‘The
Twenty-Fifth Hour! Mr. Vanderbilt mentioned some issues with my script and asked me toe to see
him.”
The Twenty-Fifth Hour?
1. S. Lawrence?
The receptionist looked at ire. She blinked a few times, then burst intoughter, “Haha! Who’s this
fraud? Daring to impersonate C. S. Lawrence. Haha!”
ire didn’t say anything, she just looked at her.
The receptionist was so amused that she was practically doubled over withughter. “A child like you
wants to impersonate a romance master and a gold-medal screenwriter? Do you think I’m blind?”
ire felt that this person wasn’t just blind but also had zero intelligence.
“A phone call will confirm whether I’m real or fake.”
“I swear, you must be really into Mr. Vanderbilt, right? I encounter women like you every day. Some
pretend to be heads of cooperatingpanies. Some pretend to be wealthy youngdies. You’re the
most peculiar, pretending to be C. S. Lawrence!”
The receptionist had been working here for two years and encountered all kinds of women daily. They
came up with all sorts of ridiculous tricks to get close to Sean.
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She couldn’t believe that the young woman before her was the renowned romance
writer C. S. Lawrence.
“Alright, I advise you to put away your vanity. Our CEO will never see you, let alone take an interest in
a little girl like you who hasn’t even grown all her hair!”
“What’s all this noise about?”
A woman nearby frowned and walked over.
Upon seeing her, the receptionist quickly said with respect, “Ms. Lopez, there’ s a scammer here
pretending to be C. S. Lawrence. She wants to see Mr. Vanderbilt.”
ire turned her head and saw the neer. Her eyes brightened, “Valeria, you’re here? Do you
remember me?”
Of course, Valeria Lopez remembered ire. Valeria could remember her even if she turned into
ashes!
Valeria used to be the campus belle of Silverton University, surrounded by admirers and ttery.
After ire entered the university, she immediately snatched away Valeria’s title of campus belle with
her pure and virtuous appearance. She also had excellent grades and became a top student, and that
had not been seen in Silverton University in decades. During Valeria’s time at the university, ire
stole her limelight.
Valeria had held a grudge against her all this time.
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The receptionist smiled, covering her mouth. “Yes. Not only does she want to see Mr. Vanderbilt, but
she also ims to be the romance novelist C. S.
Lawrence.”
Valeria’s lips curled into a sneer as she took out her phone, pointed it at ire, and snapped a photo.
ire’s eyebrows furrowed slightly in.
response.
Though she wasn’t sure what Valeria was up to, ire could sense that this senior wasn’t friendly
towards her.
Valeria tapped on her phone-screen with her fingers and mocked, “Let’s post this on Facebook and see
if anyone can verify that she’s really the romance master, C. S. Lawrence. ire, since you want to be
famous, I’ll help you out. You don’t have to thank me.”