Chapter 360
Olivia Immediately stepped between them, her gaze mocking as she looked at Arla, “Well, well, I never thought you’d stoop to such éterial Saxon. Are you that hard up for money?”
Aria lifted her eyelids with a faint smirk. “Ms. Remar, since you’re not interested in contributing to society, you must have amassed mile a loetube stiga as well donate some, do a little good, build up some virtue.”
Olivia frowned, clearly thrown off. “What do you mean by that?”
Aria shrugged, her tone casual. “Nothing, really.”
Olivia’s face darkened, ready to lash out at the obvious insult.
“Olivia,” Russell interjected, his tone calm but firm. “She’s an assistant. She’s allowed here. Don’t make things difficult for her.
After saying that, Russell turned to Vanessa. “Go get your makeup done.”
Vanessa nodded. “Alright.”
Olivia seethed inwardly but restrained herself, clinging to the belief that Russell could never be interested in Aria.
She turned and jerked her chin toward the prop–laden corner. “We’re short–handed. Ms. Saxon, go move that wooden crate to Unit B.”
At this point, Aria was nothing more than a lowly assistant.
Whatever Olivia ordered, Aria had to comply without question.
“Unit B isn’t far from here. It’s just a couple hundred yards,” Olivia said dismissively.
She deliberately stressed the words, sneering, “Watch your step. Everything here is custom–made and costs a fortune. Break anything, and you’ll never be able to pay for it.”
Vanessa, who was just about to go get her makeup done, instantly scowled and was about to say something. But Aria gently grasped her wrist, gave her a reassuring smile, and said, “Go get your makeup done. I’ve got this.”
Aria was never one to get the short end of the stick.
Vanessa relaxed and nodded. “I’ll go ahead then. Text me if you need anything.”
Aria nodded slightly. “Okay.”
As Vanessa walked away, Olivia snapped impatiently, “What are you waiting for? Get moving!”
Olivia was the largest shareholder of the Stars Group, so no one had right to make her move things.
Terrified of offending Aria, the director cast a pleading look at Russell. He stammered, “Mr. Nicholson, this…”
“Let them,” Russell said coolly.
Aria walked toward the prop storage area.
Sighing deeply, the director hurried after her, bending low with an ingratiating smile. “M… Ms. Saxon, let me handle this.”
Olivia said, her voice laced with a veiled menace, “Aria’s the assistant here. These are her duties, stay out of it.”
She’s just an assistant, not a crew member.
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Olivia was deliberately picking on her, and the director was powerless to intervene.
The director stiffly straightened up, his gaze darting away, unable to meet Aria’s eyes. He stammered, “This crate contains unit atat colonne fa They’re quite heavy and… tather delicate and expensive.”
Aria gave a slight smile. “Very well.”
Seeing the faint, dangerous curve of her smile, the director was suddenly gripped by a sinking feeling that something bad was about to happen.
Aria effortlessly lifted the crate and walked steadily. As if suddenly remembering something, she paused and turned to Olivia. “Ms. Pemar, would you mind showing me the way? I happen to have something I’d like to ask you about.”
Olivia was about to sneer, but meeting Aria’s gaze sent a sudden jolt through her.
Recalling what Aria had said last time, a name flashed through Olivia’s mind, Sara.
Sara Nicholson.
Olivia’s expression flickered briefly before she quickly composed herself and stepped forward. “Fine. I’ll show you the way.”
Russell’s gaze remained fixed on the two women, not missing the slightest shift in Olivia’s expression.
Olivia had met Aria before.
‘What did they say to each other?‘ Russell wondered.
If he followed them, they might not talk freely.
Russell averted his gaze, holding back for now.
Olivia stepped up and waved the director away. “I’ll show her the way. You go attend to your work.”
Unlike her earlier deliberate hostility, the director was quick to notice a subtle shift in Olivia’s attitude toward Aria as if she was starting to be wary of something.
