Renee Jennings was filled with indignation. 'All her hard work, and she still lost to Naomi Kenway pulling strings?'
Christina Lynch gently patted her back, consoling her in a soft voice. "It's okay, Rachel. Let her have her moment. Once filming starts, her lack of skill will be completely exposed. The director can't possibly coach her through every single scene, right?"
Renee Jennings's eyes lit up.
'That's right! Sooner or later, Naomi Kenway will show her true colors!'
But the thought of the role that had been snatched from her still left a bitter taste in her mouth.
* * *
Early in the morning, a knock sounded at the manor's main gate. As was customary, the film crew, cameras in hand, followed the quiet butler inside.
The estate was so vast that the crew had to ride in a vehicle, passing a massive fountain before arriving at the front of a luxurious and elegant European-style building.
[The other teams are about to leave, and we haven't even seen Naomi Kenway yet.]
