Chapter 362
Olivia had been spoiled retten since childhood, always wearing her emotions on her sleave. Even when she tried to concast them, that fickor el featured a worry was still discemible.
What exactly did Aris say to her? Russell wondered,
In Russell’s memory, Olivia had never feared anything. Almost nothing could intimidate her.
Meeting Russell’s probing gaze, Aria coolly turned her head. As her eyes swept past Olivia, her gaze hardened with frosty intensity
It was clear that Sara’s injuries were connected to Olivia.
‘Was Sara’s capture by the Solemnity Guild also connected to Olivia?‘ Russell frowned.
Aria rose to her feet.
The director had just finished packing up the prop box, swearing to himself he wouldn’t let them lay a finger on it again.
No matter how good the quality was, it couldn’t withstand another fall.
“Russell, my foot hurts so bad…” Olivia whimpered, her voice weak and pleading.
Her face twisted in agony, the pain nearly making her pass out.
After a moment’s hesitation, Russell bent down and scooped Olivia into his arms, Before leaving, he shot Aria a long, searching look.
The director was completely absorbed in the box, oblivious to the undercurrents swirling among the three.
He bent down to pick up the box, but lost his grip and it slipped across the floor.
Aria smiled at the director. “Need a hand with that?”
The director quickly shook his head. “No, I’m fine.”
‘Weird,‘ he thought. ‘She picked up the box like it was nothing, so why does it feel so heavy to me? Could I really be weaker than a girl?”
The director mustered all his strength and, with trembling arms, managed to lift the box. But after just two shaky steps, his legs gave out. The box was so heavy that he couldn’t even muster the strength to set it down properly.
“Quick! Quick! It’s gonna fall!!”
Aria swiftly took the box. “Lead the way, Sir.”
The director stared at her blankly, utterly astonished. “Y… you… how can you be this strong?”
This was downright humiliating.
A skinny girl like her lifted it with ease, yet he couldn’t even budge it.
Aria wasn’t born strong. She developed her strength through training. She said casually, “I just take practice,”
The director was walking ahead when he suddenly stopped. “So you did that on purpose? You deliberately…dropped the box on Olivia’s foot?”
Aria responded with a knowing smile, and the director read her meaning perfectly.
“You’ve got some nerve! Olivia’s going to get back at you for this.”
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She shrugged. No worries.”
The director sighed. “Next time, please be careful with my valuable props, okay?”
Arla tilted her head. “Don’t worry, Mr. Nicholson’s footing the bill anyway.”
The director was stunned.
Now that made sense.
After all, that troublemaker Olivia was Russell’s responsibility, so it’s only fair he footed
the
bill.
With that thought, the director walked with a spring in his step. “After moving this box, go hang out with Vanessa. You don’t need to do this kind of work. The crew will handle it.”
“Alright, thank you, Sir.”
“Don’t mention it.”
Aria was such a polite girl. The director’s impression of
improving even further.
Vanessa finished her makeup and got ready to film her scene, with Aria watching from the sidelines.
The director shouted, “Action!”
As her co–star appeared, Vanessa instantly flashed a sultry smile, only to falter momentarily when she caught sight of Aria in her peripheral vision.
“Cut!”
The director asked, “Vanessa, you’re too slow! What’s on your mind? Try again.”
After that, Vanessa flubbed several more takes, each time failing to nail the right smile.
Now Aria understood. The problem was her.
She smiled helplessly, gestured for Vanessa to look in another direction, then quietly turned and walked away.
Vanessa looked up at the sky with a wry smile.
With her best friend here, she couldn’t act at all.
That afternoon, Russell arrived on set without Olivia, who was reportedly in the hospital recuperating from a muscle strain.
Aria had calculated the position beforehand, ensuring Olivia wouldn’t be seriously hurt. After all, her goal was never to make an enemy.
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