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Chapter 1614
Chapter 1614
Chapter 1614
As the door swung open, there stood Casey, the assistant, straight as a rod at the entrance. Her eyes lit up when she saw Hannah, and she hurried forward with a welcoming smile. But as soon as she caught sight of Steven behind Hannah, she instinctively took a couple of steps back.
“Why aren’t you coming in? It’s freezing out here. You’ll freeze to death,” Hannah chided gently.
Casey shrugged off the concern. “I’m tough as nails. A little cold won’t bother me.”
Hannah didn’t press further. She turned back to Steven. “I’m off then.”
Steven pulled Hannah close for a quick kiss on her cheek. “Alright, love. I’ll head straight to the airport later. Won’t be able to send you off.”
With a nod, Hannah ushered Casey along. In the elevator, Casey whispered, “I didn’t dare come in with Mr. Dixon there.”
“What was that?” Hannah asked, not quite catching her words.e2
Casey said, “I mean, knowing Mr. Dixon was in your room… I didn’t want to interrupt anything important.” NôvelDrama.Org © content.
Hannah playfully flicked Casey’s forehead. “What are you thinking, you little rascal?”
Casey pointed out, “Look at the marks on your neck. They weren’t there when we wrapped up last night.”
Hastily, Hannah adjusted her scarf, covering up more thoroughly. “Listen here, I’m the boss, the one who signs your checks. You’re not afraid of me but you’re scared of Mr. Dixon. Believe me, I can dock
your pay.”
“You wouldn’t,” Casey protested. “You’re too nice to do that.”
“This time I will. We’ll see how you like it,” Hannah threatened.
Casey replied, “You were so generous with the bonus last year, I won’t miss a month’s pay.”
“Still sassing me, huh? Think I won’t follow through?” Hannah teased.
“Okay, okay, I’m scared now. Happy?” Casey surrendered. What a boss she had – treating her almost like a sister and pretending to be the bad guy just to get a rise out of
her.
They stepped out of the hotel lobby into the dawn’s early light, and the streets deserted. Casey felt a pang of sympathy, thinking of Hannah working late into the night, and probably getting no rest from Steven’s pleasurable teases, “Hannah, it’s early still. You’ve got a long day ahead. It’ll probably be exhausting. You could sleep in a bit more.”
Hannah walked towards the waiting minivan. “The crew works their tails off, sometimes even overnight to set up. All I do is act in front of the camera. Compared to them, my job’s a breeze.”
Casey hurried to keep pace with Hannah’s stride. If the star wasn’t tired, then she, as the assistant, had no right to be.
Hannah’s current project was a period drama set in the 70s in a rural mountain area. To achieve authenticity, the production had chosen a remote location for filming.
Today’s scenes were to be shot in a local village school. Upon arrival, Hannah was struck by how underdeveloped the village was it was the 21st century, yet the school only had three classrooms.
Each classroom doubled up for two grades, taught by a single teacher who covered both language, arts, and math.
The beloved teacher, Ms. Skye, was unfortunately sick at home, depriving Hannah of a chance to meet her.
The villagers, unaccustomed to film crews, gathered around in droves, crowding even the restrooms. After shooting a few scenes, Hannah needed to use the restroom, but couldn’t navigate through the crowd.
Reluctantly, she and Casey sought out a nearby villager’s home to use their facilities. On their way back, Hannah spotted a young woman picking vegetables in a field not too far off.
Dressed simply, the woman nonetheless struck a chord of familiarity in Hannah.