"Was there? I don't think so." Director Miller scratched his head, completely baffled, then sat back down on his stool to check the playback.
Seeing this, Tristan Grayson turned around, picked up the rope from the ground, and said coldly, "If she says there was, then there was. We're doing it again!"
"Oh, well, in that case, let's do another take." Director Miller truly had no idea what was going on between the two of them, but since they both suggested another take, he figured he might as well.
Mika Summers was irritated to her wit's end. She had been the one to bring it up, but seeing Tristan Grayson agree so readily made her furious, and a tightness gripped her chest.
'How can he be so completely emotionless? Why didn't he object?'
'If he didn't feel even a little bit of sadness or remorse when she targeted him, how could she ever be happy?'
'How could she get any satisfaction from her revenge…'
