“For the male actors, I recommend Dwayne. He’s a little naughty but very serious when filming, and his acting skills are superb. In addition, Baron and Leroy would be perfect for these two roles here…”
Brinleigh agreed.
“I didn’t expect you to have the same thoughts as the director. Anyway it’s late, and you must be tired after the martial arts competition at the Turner family’s ceremony, right?”
Lucinda smiled faintly. Although she tried not to show it, Brinleigh had noticed the tiredness in her eyes.
He felt sorry for her.
“No matter how busy you are, you must take care of yourself. You don’t have to handle everything personally. You should try to delegate to others, or… rely on a man.”
What did he mean? He gazed at her as if expecting her to understand, but that final sentence might hold multiple meanings, and she objected to all of them. He lifted his hand to pat her shoulder, but she retreated and walked toward the sofa.
Rely on a man?
She had tried to rely on a man during the past three years. Hadn’t she suffered enough?
She had to be strong for herself. There was no one else she could rely on but herself.
Lucinda didn’t want to burden Brinleigh with her thoughts. Instead, she said, “Don’t worry. I know what I’m doing.”
Brinleigh let his hand drop, offered a few more words of concern, and then turned around and left the office.
The moment he left, Lucinda sank onto the sofa. She was exhausted.
She had tried her best in the competition with Babur. Now she just wanted to rest.
However, she had less than five minutes alone before Vivian knocked on the door and entered.
“Bad news, Miss Ross. Something has happened to Dwayne!”
Lucinda had to clear her head. She rose from the soft sofa, listened to Vivian’s report, and drove to the film set.
According to Vivian, the director was well-known for his bad temper.
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He felt that something was wrong with the actor’s contract he signed with Angle Intl and had forced Dwayne to stay on set, extending his shooting time. Dwayne refused to comply, and the two of them quarreled fiercely.
When Lucinda arrived on set, she heard arguing in the distance.
“Do you expect free labor? Aren’t you afraid that I will expose what you have done? Do you still want to continue as director?”
The chief director, Ramsey Fletcher, responded with a sneer.
“Mr. Gordon, I know you are famous and have the support of the Gordon family, but I’m not afraid of you! There is something wrong with your contract to begin with. And I’m only asking you to shoot for a few more hours. We are in my territory. If you don’t cooperate, I will ensure someone edits your work maliciously and destroys your popularity!”
Dwayne was furious. The director was behaving shamelessly. He could barely stop himself from tearing up the set and throwing props and equipment around in his rage.