Chapter 132
“There’s also Doris, a rising star who’s been gaining a lot of popularity recently,” Sandra said, finishing with the female cast before moving on to the men. “Julian Hill, Jonathan, Norton Smith, and Lennon p>
Julian was a veteran actor from a national arts troupe with over twenty years in the industry. While not a huge star, he was highly respected. Jonathan and Norton were members of a boy band, both moderately successful. Lennon was a well-known actor and a young heartthrob.
Yvonne had an excellent memory and quickly skimmed through the files, committing most of the information to memory.
A week later, filming for Iron Will officially began at a military base in Istra. Since most of the guests were not local, the production team had arranged for everyone to meet at Istra International Airport.
Yvonne packed a small suitcase and headed to the airport. An accident on the overpass caused a massive traffic jam, leaving her stuck for nearly an hour. Fortunately, she had left early and still managed to board the production bus just in time.
As she stepped onto the bus with her suitcase, she saw that most of the cast had already arrived.
“Yvonne!” Rachel called out with a wave from her seat near the front.
Yvonne gave her a polite nod but continued past her down the aisle. Rachel wasn’t
a terrible person, just spoiled. But Yvonne could never forget how she had bullied the original Yvonne.
She stopped next to Marina. “Ms. Davis, may I sit with you?” she asked with a warm smile.
“Of course, welcome,” Marina replied, her smile revealing two faint dimples.
Yvonne sat down beside her. Since they were from the same agency, they quickly fell into easy
conversation. Marina was just amet
Sandra had described: beautiful,
gentle, and kind. Yvonne also greeted the other guests. Julian, Jonathan, and Lennon abseemed friendly. Doris, perhaps due to her. ising fame, was a bit aloof. When Yvonne greeted her, she merely glanced down her nose at her without a word.
The designated meeting time had passed, but Daisy and Norton were still missing. The bus had no choice but to wait.
“Hi, everyone! I’m Daisy. I’m not late, am I?” Daisy finally arrived, pulling a designer suitcase and speaking in an affected, high-pitched voice, the sound made Yvonne’s skin crawl.
Everyone politely greeted her. Daisy chose a seat near the front and tried to lift her suitcase into the overhead rack. She barely got it off the ground before letting out a pathetic little yelp. Oh, my this is so heavy she whined, looking at Lennon with batting eyelashes. “Lennon, could you please help me p>
Lennon, ever the gentleman, stood up and placed her suitcase in the rack.
“Thank you, Lennon,” Daisy cooed, her saccharine voice making the entire bus cringe.
After another fifteen minutes, the final guest arrived. But it wasn’t Norton—it was the award-winning actor Thomas Taylor.
“Is that Award-Winning Actor Thomas? Am I seeing things p>
“What’s he doing here? Did the producers pull a switch p>