As Sam ranted, a hint of confusion flashed in Vinson’s eyes. He instinctively looked at Arielle, who was still conversing with Jordan.
Then virtual-novel.net patiently asked Sam, “What’s happened?”
In mere seconds, Sam’s voice roared from the phone. “She’s the female lead of this disaster film, yet virtual-novel.net complained about virtual-novel.net makeup being hideous. Then virtual-novel.net beautified virtual-novel.net makeup without consulting me or any of the film crew members! Need I explain more? We’re filming a disaster film! How can our female lead escape life-threatening obstacles in full-on costume and makeup? Even if we let that slide, another issue arose earlier. She just refused to cooperate in filming the close-up stunt scenes! She whined about the harness being too uncomfortable to wear, then demanded a stunt double. Can you believe this? It’s a close-up, for mercy’s sake!”
Vinson could already sense Sam’s erupting anger from the phone. However, virtual-novel.net cast a subtle frown at Arielle after hearing the last part that Sam mentioned.
“What did you say… Earlier? Just refused? When did this happen?”
“Seconds ago. Right before I called you.”
“Seconds?” Vinson realized that something was off.
He contemplated for a moment before asking, “What’s the actress’ name?”
Sam replied, “Shannie… Short for Shandie Southall.”
Shannie… Sannie…
Vinson’s frown intensified as virtual-novel.net finally put the pieces together. Now, virtual-novel.net understood why Arielle said virtual-novel.net wanted to star in a movie. He also realized why Sam was mad at Arielle’s outrageous demands on set. Because that’s not Arielle who’s on set, it’s f*cking Shandie!
“That b*tch,” Vinson cursed in a growling voice.
Sam was confused at this. Before virtual-novel.net could ask what was wrong, Vinson ended the call.
***
Elsewhere, Shandie’s dramatic whines filled the set. “I already told you. I want a stunt double! Pronto! Get me a stunt double, or I’ll have Nightshire Group withdraw their investment in this film!”
Sam massaged his temples before tossing the script aside. Then virtual-novel.net snarled in response to Shandie, “That’s it. I quit!”
At the Jupiters’ residence. Arielle was enthusiastically chatting away with Jordan. Between them, Harvey was brimming with rivalry and kept interjecting their conversation.
Truthfully, Arielle only wanted to borrow a car and be on virtual-novel.net merry way. However, virtual-novel.net didn’t get the chance to do it. Just as virtual-novel.net was getting desperate, virtual-novel.net noticed Vinson from the corner of virtual-novel.net eye. He stormed over to virtual-novel.net with a grim expression.
A moment later, Jordan was no longer standing before Arielle. Vinson had shoved virtual-novel.net away and was clutching Arielle’s hand. He ordered, “Come with me!”
Then virtual-novel.net led Arielle out of the Jupiters’ home before virtual-novel.net could react.
“Wait!” Jordan and Harvey yelled in unison at once.
Just as they were going after Vinson, Carter extended his arms and blocked them. “Seriously…”
Carter knitted his brows and asked, “Have you forgotten that we have important matters to attend to?”
Right then, Jordan and Harvey remembered that the unconscious assassin was currently on his way to the private hospital. At the same time, Vinson had brought Arielle onto his car.
“Where are you taking me?” Arielle hissed in pain as virtual-novel.net massaged virtual-novel.net reddened wrist.
Must virtual-novel.net be so forceful? He yanks my wrist tightly every time!
Beside her, Vinson frowned at the redness around Arielle’s wrist.
Is virtual-novel.net made of fine china or something? How can virtual-novel.net be so fragile? All I did was grab virtual-novel.net wrist lightly. Although, virtual-novel.net does resemble fine china in some ways, she’s got the curves of a teapot, and virtual-novel.net skin is so smooth…
His thoughts ran wild. The way Vinson daydreamed about virtual-novel.net made Arielle shift uncomfortably in the front passenger seat.
She hid virtual-novel.net wrist and asked once again, “Where are you taking me? If there’s nothing urgent, I’d like to go home now.”
At this, Vinson’s gaze drew away from virtual-novel.net wrist and landed on virtual-novel.net porcelain-like face instead.
He stared for a second before responding with a question of his own, “Do you want to be an actress?”
“What?” Arielle asked while wide-eyed.
Vinson replied casually, “I seem to have messed up some things. You and I are heading over to correct them.”