CHAPTER 85

"ROLL, CAMERA ....and...ACTION...!!!"

"Russy...." I cried hoping my acting was better this time. "Russy...please talk to me...this silence is killing me...." I rushed over and pressed myself against him. I wept onto his uniform and hoped I didn't make it dirty for him. I cries like a broken woman would. I let it all out and momentarily, thoughts of all the terrible things I'd experienced crowded my mind.

Despite having fake tears, my worry did a good job to add into the effect, boosting the aura of the scene.

Thanks good hormones.

"Cut!" He screamed again. "That was much better and ..."

"and???" I repeated after him.

"I did say much better miss Eleanor...." he looked at me rudely as though he was planning on harnessing me right here and now.

"...and I think I could be better. You have to understand this is the movie everyone in the entire world is waiting for...We have over milion people in our social media groups and many others supporting and promoting this movie. Your act has got to be perfect....and Drake...add more heat on the tension. This is a woman who cheated on you. Show her you're hurt...." he clapped as he emphasized on his points and we nodded in agreement. This was going to be a very long day.

Just as I imagined, we kept on repeating the same scene over and over again until I got tired, angry and frustrated. Not only Drake as well but everyone else wondered what had gotten into the director to treat us like that. He made us shoot the scene over and over again only to say he loved the first act better.

I felt like strangling him where he stood but I had my respects. I didn't want to cause another drama and have this movie stopped for yet another month. That would be terrible and boring.

Five hours later, literally, of no much work done, he asked us to take five and Lauren came running to me with a bottle of water. Jimmy brought with him a meat pie and a bowl of salad of which I ate and gave the pie to Lauren, angering Jimmy.

"Do not bring me foods with lots of calories...." I defended myself as I lied back in the chair while I having a head massage. I requested one of the medics from my team to do it. After hearing the words CUT and AGAIN for almost an entire day, a head massage would do.

I closed my eyes and relaxed while waiting for filming to resume as my head was also relaxing. This woman had magic hands.

"Good evening director Lane...." A rather grouchy voiced echoed throughout the entire place and landed in my ears. I quickly opened my eyes the moment my brain confirmed it. Of course I would never get it wrong. It was her...Jeannine Lana.

But what was she doing here?

Was her rich boyfriend over here??

I quickly sat up and turned around to look at her. She was talking to the director like she knew him from someone where and from the look of things, he was his comfortable self around her.

So it was him....he was the one helping this poor girl. Oh God why....of all the people why did it have to be this man .....?

I turned back around to proceed with the massage. With Jeannine over here, I was in for a headache and his massage was a good headstart.

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FOR THE NEXT TWO DAYS, we repeated the same scene at least once daily to find just the act suitable and inline with Lane's imagination. Gosh it was frustrating but fortunately, we moved forth and proceeded with the other scenes. I had less work cut out for me since I basically had to sit around in court through all the proceedings.

After a particular days work, we would go back to shooting the scene in the police cell where I went to see him for the first time following his imprisonment.

Life as an actress was so hard. So very hard. It was already Friday and I was excited for the weekend. Since we breaker for a very long time, we were shooting everyday plus weekends. If we shot this weekend too then we would have a few scenes to shoot and wrap this whole movie. Boy I was excited.

I headed towards the changing room when my peripheral vision caught the something intriguing.

Jeanine and our director Lane.

What?? Again??

I stood for a moment and looked at them.

Since the day I saw her come, she never stopped coming making me wonder why she was here.

She was in the after-shoot pictures as well and I thought maybe she was here to promote her movie. I didn't want to assume the worst of her but seeing her with the director for so long and almost always proved my doubts.

He was the one she was syphoning money out of. Rich and famous Korean. Where would you find such anyway?

She sure landed a jackpot.

"Eleanor...." Lauren called form the changing room and I walked in.

"Thank God you're here....we have to go have dinner with Adam. He phoned me earlier and said Conan had an Intel...." she whispered and I nodded.

"I'll fetch the car...." she waved and I stood in the mirror. The assistant got up and quickly helped me out of my dress. Unfortunately, I felt a stinging, needle-like sensation as though from a syringe.

"Ouch...you pricked me!!" I yelled at her and she bowed submissively.

"Am sorry ma'am...it was the zipper..." she apologized and showed it to me.

Zipper? but am sure it felt like a needle... I thought and decided not to pull a stunt. I picked another blouse and asked her to walk out while I got changed.

I picked my belongings and lightly combed my hair. I was meeting Adam today and am sure I would get the chance to explain to him exactly why things had changed. Why I acted the way I did most especially.

"If it isn't everyone's favourite actress...." Jeannine clapped from behind me. I wore a smirk and turned around to face her, my hands on my chest, crossed like a daredevil.

"And there goes the mouse that's been eating my meat...." I raised an eyebrow and it didn't take much for her to flare up. To my surprise, she shut her eyes and forced a smile through her face. Was she taking the anger management classes?

"I respectfully decline to answer because I honestly believe my answer might tend to incriminate me..." she backed down and I was completely taken aback. What happened to her?