Chapter 170


    Chapter 170


    Because it was extremely quiet on Weston’s end of the line, he could clearly hear the background


    noise on Ste’s end.


    Weston was sitting on the sofa. The ck genuine leather felt cold against his skin. The rest of the


    room was just as cool and serene.


    “Where are you?” he asked Ste. Ste exined exactly what happened. There was only silence


    when she finished speaking, as Weston made no reply. “Can I… go home a littleter today?” Ste


    hesitantly asked. Weston nced at the time,


    “Howte is a littleter?”


    Ste pursed her lips and looked around the set. Things seemed to be in an uproar, with people


    shouting and hurrying around. Even as she stood there in a rtively quiet corner, she was still in


    someone’s way from time to time.


    “I don’t know how long this’ll take,” she replied. “Once I’m done, I’ll let the driver know.”


    Weston remained silent.


    Ste’s heart was pounding as she awaited his answer. She could never guess Weston’s mood or


    temper. She was also afraid that he might do something to her if he was unhappy.


    Ste didn’t know how long Weston just stayed silent like that, not saying a single word, until he finally


    just hung up the phone.


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    Ste sighed in relief when she heard the beeping tone. She knew, of course, that he was possibly a


    little disgruntled, but at least it was a sign he agreed that she could remain on the film set for the time


    being, albeit reluctantly, otherwise he would’ve had someonee over and forcibly take her away.


    Ste put her phone away and rushed back towards the stage. Ruby was still there as her part was not


    over yet. The assistant frowned when he noticed Ste walking in.


    “Where have you been?” he demanded.


    “Just there,” replied Ste, pointing at the quiet corner.


    The assistant was about to lose his temper, but when his eyes met Ste’s, he suddenly found his


    anger subsiding for some reason. “Fine…” he muttered. “But next time please tell me before you


    wander off somewhere. You’re the only apanying Ruby here today. Mr. Smith is my old


    acquaintance, so I could help you keep an eye on Ruby, but I wouldn’t want anything bad to happen to


    you or Ruby.”


    He was getting a little irritated just now when he found that Ste was suddenly missing. He’d thought


    that she had sneaked away somewhere. But now that he’d heard Ste’s exnation, he realized that


    he might’ve been overreacting.


    But Ste had always been very patient, so she merely replied with a smile.


    “We should’ve been able to wrap things up a long time ago,” he continued, now feeling a little


    embarrassed for losing his temper, “if it hadn’t been for Guinevere Co—”.


    The assistant stopped himself short of finishing his sentence before continuing again.


    “I mean, it would be unfair to put the me on any particr actress though…” He realized that he’d


    been speaking too much. He shouldn’t have leaked any information about any actor or actress like that


    to an outsider. This was basic professional ethics. “There’s been a slight problem,” he exined, “so


    now everything’s dyed. Everyone’s under immense stress, so please don’t take anything to heart.”


    “Don’t worry about it,” replied Ste, ttered that the assistant felt he owed her an exnation. “I


    totally understand.”


    Ruby couldn’t remember all of her lines, so her performance had not gone very well. She was already


    upset about this, but when she saw her dance teacher chatting away cheerfully nearby instead of


    paying attention to her, she lost her temper immediately and started a tantrum. “I… I can’t remember


    my lines!” she yelled red-faced at the director. “I’ve forgotten it all! I don’t remember anything!”


    The director sprang up onto his feet. He was already in a thunderous mood before that, but now that


    this child started acting up too, he just couldn’t take it anymore. “Don’t think that I’d go easy on you just


    because you’re a kid!” he shouted, pointing at Ruby.


    Ruby pouted and started sobbing. “But I honestly don’t remember my lines!” she cried, rubbing her


    tears away with the back of her hands before wailing even louder.


    Everyone on set was now looking at Ruby. The director’s patience was wearing extremely thin.


    “This is a crucial scene,” he bellowed. “If you can’t do it, then I’ll get someone else to rece


    you!”


    “Sir,” the assistant director quickly whispered in his ear, “She’s the only one here today. There’ve been


    some glitches so the others didn’t make it. If we don’t finish filming this scene today, the subsequent


    filming schedules would be dyed too. If that happens, Guinevere Cohen will definitely raise hell!”


    The director took a long deep breath to steady himself. He rubbed the bridge of his nose between his


    brows and tried his best to keep it together. “Come on,” he told Ruby in a much gentler voice this time,


    “Clear your mind and try to remember. This is your chance to be a star! Just try to remember your


    lines!”