Amara turned her head.
Walking toward her was Finnian. He was dressed in a tailored black shirt and slacks, his broad shoulders and narrow waist accentuating his long, graceful legs. His physique was enough to make even the top male models feel a twinge of envy.
And then there was his face, handsome enough to overshadow any star.
When he first stepped onto the set, the young women couldn’t help but scream and gawk at him. The actors, who usually seemed miles above the extras, were suddenly pale in comparison.
As Amara watched him, she couldn’t help but think back to when she first met Finnian in their senior year of high school. She, too, had been dazzled by his looks.
But recalling what Finnian had just said made her heart feel like it had been pricked by a needle.
“Ms. Porter isn’t quite right for the role,” she said bluntly to Finnian. “She doesn’t match the image of Isabella.”
“Images can be adjusted,” Finnian replied, his tone leaving no room for argument. “Besides, the whole production team has already signed off on this.”
Implying that her opinion as a mere scriptwriter didn’t matter. Amara bit her lip hard, her heart twisting painfully.
“Look at how much he stands up for Liliana,” she thought to herself. “Just because she wants this role, he, who usually stays away from the film industry, would invest in this project. He’s willing to do anything for Liliana.”
“This is final,” Finnian said. “There won’t be any more changes.”
This statement made Liliana’s smile widen. Amara, wearing a mask, hid her emotions, but her clenched fists and fiery gaze made it clear she was angry.
Liliana stepped forward with her sweet voice. “Finn, don’t argue with Ms. Sullivan because of me. I really like the role of Isabella, but I understand Ms. Sullivan’s being displeased since she’s the scriptwriter.”
She then turned to Amara with sincerity. “Ms. Sullivan, I truly want to be a part of this project. I promise to give it my best, please don’t be upset.”
Cedric looked at the three of them, puzzled. He sensed the vibe among these three was amiss, feeling like he was missing something important.
Amara and Finnian’s marriage was a secret. Cedric didn’t even know they knew each other and assumed Amara was simply opposing an investor’s meddling with casting.
He tried to ease the tension. “Let’s leave it at that. Liliana is a seasoned actress; she’ll do a great job.”
Amara closed her eyes briefly, unsure of what to say. The investors, the director, they were all on Liliana’s side. It seemed she couldn’t change anything.
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