The moment Jane Stanton finished speaking, the cold sword plunged viciously toward Wendy Stanton's heart.
Bright red blood trickled down the edge of the blade. The next moment, Wendy Stanton was shoved into the bone-chilling lake behind her.
"Cut!" the director yelled. He then walked over to Raina Lynn. "Your expression here needs to show more than just conflict. It needs to show hatred for Wendy Stanton—a deep, corrosive hatred."
"I'm sorry, Director. Let's go again."
Raina Lynn glanced at the drenched Laura Lowell out of the corner of her eye, a nearly imperceptible smile touching her lips.
Peach rushed over with a blanket and wrapped it around Laura. "Laura, are you okay?"
"I'm fine for now. But after a few more falls into the water, I'll probably look like a drowned rat."
Laura was certain Raina Lynn had done it on purpose and would continue to force NGs for several more takes.
