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Chapter 225 - 222: Fragile and Fickle Thoughts

    <h4>Chapter 225: Chapter 222: Fragile and Fickle Thoughts</h4>


    "I’ll go check it out." Carina Windor offered, then followed her out.


    Restroom.


    "Ugh..."


    When Carina Windor arrived, she only heard the sound of running water, and Elliana Lyle was standing at the sink, bent over, continuously scooping up tap water into her mouth.


    Clearly, she was rinsing her mouth.


    "What’s wrong, Elliana?"


    "Hmm?" Elliana raised her head suddenly and saw Carina Windor’s worried face through the mirror.


    They were dressed in astronaut team uniforms.


    "It’s nothing, I..." She really didn’t know how to exin for a moment. While dangling in the air, she’d held back the urge to vomit, but at the end, she just couldn’t hold it anymore.


    Whenever she was airborne, her stomach would churn, and even her head would spin.


    But during the filming, she endured it, as this opportunity was rare, and she couldn’t dy the filming progress due to her own issues.


    Maybe if she restrained herself more, she wouldn’t vomit so badly next time she flies.


    She paused for a moment, showing a helpless expression, and answered, "I urgently needed to go, and my mouth was dry, so I rinsed it out."


    "Huh?" Carina Windor was a bit stunned upon hearing this, then chuckled, "I thought something happened to you, running off like that."


    The night filming had no breaks, indeed leaving no time to drink water or visit the restroom.


    "Elliana, you performed really well today, quite in the zone, keep it up, you’re secure in your position as a leading actress."


    She just smiled obediently at Carina Windor’s praise, but at this moment she really wanted to just lie down and sleep.


    But she had to hold on until she got to the hotel.


    When she was about to leave, she realized Tiana Harris had driven her car away; calling the driver now wasn’t realistic, she’d have to hitch a ride with Victor King.


    She was familiar with Carina Windor, but Carina brought along a couple of assistants and a driver, so squeezing in wasn’t a good idea.


    "Elliana, where’s our car?"


    Faced with Victor King’s inquiry, she shrugged, "I let Tiana drive it back."


    Just as she said this, Yates Zander arrived and overheard, "Elliana,e along, my car’s empty."


    "Sure," she answered without a second thought, turning to Victor King, "Got a ride."


    How could she forget about Yates Zander, even though she started her own studio and was no longer an artist under Melody Harmony.


    But her studio held thirty percent shares of Melody Harmony, and thirty percent of Norman Bet’s personal shares.


    So technically, they were still part of the samepany.


    In the car.


    She and Victor King sat in the back, Yates Zander sat in the front passenger seat.


    At that moment, Yates Zander suddenly showed concern, "Elliana, what happened back then that made you rush out?"


    "Nothing much, just... I’m dizzy at heights, and felt like vomiting." To be precise, it’s acrophobia.


    "I see," Yates continued, "There won’t be any wire-rted scenester, you should’ve said something sooner, we could’ve found a stunt double, saving you all this trouble."


    To be honest, during filming, he really didn’t notice anything unusual about Elliana, she must have been enduring it intensely.


    "If you’re not feeling well, go rest at the hotel early."


    She shook her head and said, "No, everyone’s still around, it’s not right for me to be absent."


    Yates gave a slight smile through the rearview mirror, then said, "I’m not going either, so if anything’s said, it won’t just be about you, Elliana."


    ...


    ――― Hotel.


    Getting out of the car, Victor King gently supported her toward Director Gary Young: "Director, I’m a bit tired and would like to rest first. Enjoy your dinner."


    "Alright, no pressure, you certainly worked hard today, rest well."


    Gary Young naturally didn’t insist, as she was rmended by Norman Bet.


    Initially, he wasn’t satisfied with Elliana, as he already had someone in mind, but after seeing today’s work, she was the perfect fit.


    At the same time, Carina Windor also said, "Director, I’m tired today, I’ll rest first."


    Even Yates Zander said the same thing.


    In the end, except for the three of them, others stayed behind for a meal.


    ...


    A few of them took the elevator together; she and Carina Windor’s rooms were on the fourth floor, Yates Zander was on the seventh floor.


    Upon reaching the room, Victor King said, "Elliana, I’ll head out first; call me if you need anything."


    Evidently, Victor King wasn’t staying with her.


    She replied, "Alright."


    Just as Victor King was about to leave, she suddenly remembered something and quickly called him back.


    "Victor, wait, I have something to tell you."


    After Victor King turned around, she said, "Victor, could you check on Tiana and Be when you get back, and call Mumu toe over? Arrange something for Tiana."


    Victor King was her manager, not an assistant, so there was no need for him to do assistant tasks.


    Victor King agreed to this.


    ...


    ――― North City, July Media staff dormitory.


    Tiana Harris hadn’t slept yet, lying in bed making a phone call.


    "Nothing really, just feeling a bit down." The room was filled with a voice full of grievances, the elongated tone sounded somewhat lovable.


    The phone immediately sent a concerned response, "What’s wrong? Tell Uncle."


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    The voice wasn’t anyone else’s, but Shawn Lyle’s.


    Ever since Tiana Harris was sent back to her hometown, Shawn Lyle soon came to visit, and Tiana warmly hosted Shawn for several days.


    Their rtionship improved during this period, even closer than family.


    "It’s nothing... just... a bit tired," Tiana didn’t know how to express her grievances.


    Thinking about it, it isn’t much toin about; she epted worse treatments with a smile before.


    Today, however, she feels particrly wronged, especially when the director scolds her.


    Perhaps it was because Elliana witnessed it, making her feel embarrassed in front of Elliana.


    She clearly tried hard to adapt but never received encouragement from the director, only harsh critiques.


    Elliana was the only one encouraging her today, and it was her own mistake, so she doesn’t me anyone, especially not Elliana.


    Despite feeling annoyed upon finding out Be’s numerous scenes, it was just a moment of difort.


    After all, Elliana helped her so much, she couldn’t repay her kindness with resentment.


    "Are you tired from filming? If it doesn’t work out, you can work at Uncle’spany instead." Shawn Lyle suggested.


    Working at Shawn’spany? She never considered this, given her limited education. So she politely declined, "Uncle, filming is my dream."


    "Alright, young people pursue dreams indeed. Has Elliana arranged lead movie or TV roles for you?"


    This question left Tiana unsure how to answer.


    She could only honestly say, "No, I yed a role thatsted less than a minute today before wrapping up."


    "Less than a minute? How’s that sound right?" Shawn Lyle appeared somewhat angry, his tone heavier.


    She quickly reassured, "Uncle, I’m a neer; having lines and scenes is quite good. Moreover, I almost messed up today, but Elliana continuously encouraged me."


    "Isn’t encouragement what she should do? Don’t worry; I’ll speak to her tomorrow to ensure you get a lead role."


    Shawn Lyle sounded sincere, not joking. She feared he might actually say it, hurriedly adding, "Uncle, please don’t say anything, Elliana will arrange it for me; I prefer moving forward step by step, it feels more secure."
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