"Alright, I'll take care of it. Hurry up with the makeup, we're about to start shooting."
.......
After the day's shoot wrapped up, Nathan Redgrave personally drove over to pick up Fiona Keating. The entire film crew saw it, and everyone started speculating that the relationship between the two wasn't quite so innocent.
"But Redgrave swore up and down this morning that Mr. Redgrave was already married. So why is he personally driving over to pick up Fiona this late at night?"
"Doesn't Mr. Redgrave's wife mind?"
"The marriages of the rich are beyond us. Maybe they just do their own thing."
Everyone was whispering amongst themselves. On a film set, there was never a shortage of gossip.
Zachary Redgrave shoved his hands into the pockets of his black woolen coat, his gaze icy as he watched his uncle's car recede into the distance. He was so furious he felt like he was about to spontaneously combust.
'Such a blatant scumbag.'
