Xanthea was surprised, "It's the premiering day after tomorrow? Are we on track with the shooting?"
"No worries, as long as this romantic scene goes smoothly, everything else should fall into place. Plus, the series is going to air weekly, so there’s plenty of time before the finale. But we might ask you to sing a soundtrack midway through. That’s your forte, isn't it?"
"Yes, absolutely!"
Xanthea assured with a smile.
She hadn't expected the TV series to air so soon. Could her plan really work out that quickly? After dealing with those two scoundrels, she would do… what then? What on earth was she expecting!
"Alright, go take a break. We'll call you when you're needed on set."
"Okay."
As Xanthea returned to her dressing room and was about to review her script, she heard a knock on the door.
She looked up, "Ben?"
"Hey, Xan."
Benjamin stepped in with a beaming smile, "I just wrapped up shooting with Group B and heard you were fantasic today. You've been praised by the director everywhere for your rapid progress."
"Haha, you're too kind."
"I knew I was right about you. You’re born to be an actor, a real prodigy. I just showed you those techniques last night, and today you've already mastered them, using them so adeptly."
"Yeah." Xanthea's smile faltered slightly as she awkwardly scratched her head, "Thanks!"
She hadn’t even gotten around to looking at the fifty-odd pointers he had given her.
"Don't mention it. How about we continue tonight at Sunset Hills Estates? I can teach you the rest."
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