As a neer without an assistant, Yvonne managed everything on her own- training, costume fittings, promotional photoshoots without a single mistake.


    On the first official day of filming, she was surprised when Mrs. Gonzalez showed up on set to visit.


    Since Matthew was one of the film''s investors, Mrs. Gonzalez was treated with the utmost respect.


    "Mrs. Gonzalez, you came all this way! Why didn''t you let us know? I would have sent a car for you," Mr. Turner said, greeting her warmly.


    "You''re a busy man, Mr. Turner. I wouldn''t dare interrupt your work. I''m just here to see my future daughter-inw and I''ll be heading back tonight. Please, don''t let me get in the way of your schedule."


    Mrs. Gonzalez''s tone was perfectly reasonable.


    Given that Matthew had just thrown a hundred million dors at the production to get Queena the lead role, Mr. Turner naturally assumed she was the daughter-inw in question. He immediately sent someone to fetch her.


    "Mrs. Gonzalez, what are you doing here?" Queena asked, her demeanor noticeably more reserved in the older woman''s presence.


    "I came to see Yvonne. I didn''t realize you were in this film as well," Mrs. Gonzalez replied mildly. She then turned to Mr. Turner,pletely ignoring Queena. "Where is Yvonne? Is she still filming? I was hoping I could see her."


    "Yvonne is your daughter-inw?" Mr. Turner asked, his eyes wide with


    astonishment.


    "That''s right. Yvonne and Matthew have been engaged for some time. As soon as she turns twenty and is of legal age, they''ll be married. We''ll have to invite you to the wedding, Mr. Turner."


    Mrs. Gonzalez''s smile was radiant.


    "Is that so? She''s certainly very low-key," Mr. Turner said with an awkwardugh, casting a meaningful nce at Queena.


    Mrs. Gonzalez''s visit included treating the entire cast and crew to fresh fruit and drinks.


    "My Yvonne is still young, and this is


    her first time acting. Please,


    everyone, take good care of her."


    sard


    with a warm smile as her


    assistant handed out the


    refreshments.


    Everyone who got a treat was more than happy to sing Yvonne''s and Mrs. Gonzalez''s praises.


    "We''ve been working with Yvonne for a while now, and we had no idea she was engaged to Mr. Gonzalez. She''s so down-to-earth!"


    "Absolutely! She''s not just modest, she''s beautiful and has a great personality. She rehearses with us and doesn''t put on any airs. We all adore her."


    "Yvonne, you''re the futuredy of the Gonzalez family! Why didn''t you tell us? Don''t you consider us friends?"


    "Yvonne and Mr. Gonzalez-he''s handsome, she''s beautiful. They''re a perfect match."


    A few of the girls from the cast chattered excitedly, teasing Yvonne.


    Standing beside Mrs. Gonzalez, Yvonne looked utterly helpless, forcing a shy expression.


    "Yvonne is the only daughter-inw I


    will ever ept. Once she and


    Matthew are married, I''ll hand the


    wake


    family business over to her, sit back, and wait for grandchildren," Mrs. Gonzalez announced, holding Yvonne''s hand affectionately, her face beaming with kindness.


    "Mrs. Gonzalez, I''m not even of legal age to marry yet. Besides, Mr.


    Gonzalez and I are still young.


    There''s no rush," Yvonne demurred,


    looking shy white!


    eyes.


    rolling her


    Mrs. Gonzalez was a good person, but marrying her clueless son? Absolutely not.


    With Mrs. Gonzalez showing up to back Yvonne, Queena—Matthew''s supposed girlfriend-instantly became aughingstock.


    Whenever Queena went to the restroom, she could hear the other actresses whispering about her.