Marshall was slightly annoyed that Director Vasquez hadn''t shown him more


    respect, but given the director''s standing in the industry, the fact that he''d even agreed to let Marshall shoehorn in apletely clueless nepo baby was already a hugepromise.


    Marshall had no choice but to have the assistant director gather the rest of the cast and crew so he could introduce Mignon.


    "This is Mignon. She''s new to this, so I hope you''ll all help her out."


    Although Marshall asked everyone to look after Mignon, his underlying message was clear: she had his financial backing, and no one was to give her a hard time.


    "Mignon, say hello to everyone," Marshall prompted.


    Mignon, with an air of arrogant superiority, barely bothered to lift her eyes. "Hello, everyone. I''m Mignon. I imagine most of you already know me; I was one of the judges at your auditions. I''ll be on set for a while starting today. I look forward to working with you."


    A dead silence fell over the room after she spoke. Not a single cast or crew member said a word. The atmosphere was incredibly awkward.


    Cynthia, feeling helpless, had to break the silence. "Alright, everyone, let''s break for lunch. For those of you who have scenes with Mignon, I''ll be sending you the revised script."


    Only then did the crowd disperse.


    Yvonne and Shirley walked towards their dressing room. On the way, Shirley muttered under her breath, "The power of a first love is truly something else. Is Marshall trying so hard because he wants to be her new stepfather?"


    "Don''t be ridiculous. I heard Mignon''s actual father is healthier than Mr. Morris," Yvonne replied with a straight face.


    The two of themughed and chatted as they went back to their dressing room to eat their lunch.


    They had just finished eating when there was a knock on the door.


    "Come in," Yvonne called out, and Cynthia opened the door and entered.


    "Ms. Jones, we meet again," Cynthia said with a polite smile on her elegant, gentle face.


    "Ms. Scott," Yvonne greeted her just as politely and gestured for her to sit down.


    Cynthia had brought Yvonne the


    revised script. "Here''s the new script. Please take a look Two of these scenes are scheduled to shoot tomorrow afternoon, so you''ll need to learn your lines as quickly as possible. Sorry for the trouble."


    Yvonne opened the new script and saw three extra scenes. The thought of doing


    them with Mignon gave her a headache.


    Mignon''s character was originally just background filler.


    But the investor''s daughter wasn''t satisfied and insisted on having more screen time. Her part was expanded to over a dozen scenes, including some with the male fead


    The actor ying the male lead, Booth, probably felt even worse about it than Yvonne did.


    "I understand. Thank you for bringing the script yourself, Ms. Scott. I appreciate it," Yvonne replied politely.


    "It''s no trouble at all, it''s my job," Cynthia said. "Well, I''ll let you get back to it. I''ll be heading off."


    Although Cynthia had finished


    revising the script, she didn''t leave the set. With Mignon''s acting being aplete unknown, Cynthia, as the screenwriter, needed to be on hand to make any necessary changes on the fly.


    The next day, Yvonne had the morning off from filming and spent the time memorizing her new lines.


    The added scenes didn''t have too many lines, and with her excellent memory, Yvonne learned them quickly.


    When she arrived on set for the afternoon shoot, she noticed that many of the cast and crew members looked miserable.


    "What''s wrong?" she asked, confused.