"Like you said, your family was destroyed but it wasn’t Ana’s fault. You should be thanking her because she found out your father was cheating on your mother with another woman which could have broken your home anyway," she reasoned. Unfortunately, Viviana thought she was joking.


    "You have to be kidding me. Thank her? If she’d just kept quiet then everything would have been fine."


    "It seems to me you’re hellbent on ming my dear Anastasia for what happened to your family," Martha responded with a long sigh. "You were once a fan of Michelle and I think it’s because of your loyalty as her fan you don’t want to go after her even before she disappeared. So you went after Anastasia because you’ve always despised her, am I correct Viviana?"


    Viviana’s eyes squinted at Martha.


    "You just can’t find anyone else to me except Anastasia which is quite childish honestly if you ask me."


    They heard the soft giggle ofughter from the girls behind Viviana once again.


    "But the past is the past and nothing can ever change the past, darling," Martha said sweetly as a soft smile stretched on her lips which didn’t reach her eyes at all. "So instead of ming Anastasia for your father’s mistake, maybe you should grow up and confront him since he’s the cause."


    Viviana opened her mouth to intend to speak, but Martha beat her to it.


    "You remember what director Jeunes and producer Michael said today right?" She asked and Viviana could only bite her lips in rage as she scowled at the both of them.


    "Now, be a good girl and leave. I wouldn’t want to taint my image because of a pesky little fly like yourself," Martha finished, her smile still evident on her lips as if they were merely talking about the weather and when was the best time to go have brunch.


    Viviana held the silent Anastasia at the back of her mind before she left, going back to meet her girls.


    "You sure have a lot of action in you I had no idea about," Anastasiamented after Viviana hadpletely disappeared from their sight.


    Martha shrugged.


    "I only told her the words she deserved to hear."


    "Hearing? I’m sure she did, but I doubt she understood it," Anastasia replied.


    Martha chuckled lightly. "In that case, I better not waste my energy next time."


    Now Anastasia was the one to chuckle lightly.


    They went about their day, continuing to act their scenes.


    Since it was the first day of the movie being produced, so much had to be done.


    "Cut!!" Director Jeunes red through the microphone. "Diana, you’ve gotten that part wrong several times. I’ve told you repeatedly, that’s not how you say the lines," he said to the young actress who was already starting to quiver under the scorching hot sun.


    "I-I’m sorry, director J-Jeunes. I-I will do better," the young actress called Diana replied, her fingers ying with each other with anxiety.


    Director Jeunes sighed but still nodded anyway.


    "Action!!" He red once more.


    Diana took a deep breath, closed her eyes, and opened them as she red at Anastasia.


    "How can we ept a girl we don’t even know? How can we trust her? For all we know, she might be working with the politician and betrayed him which was why shended in such a situation!" Diana yelled too loudly at her fellow cast members for her anger to sound real.


    In the movie, she was one of Anastasia’s short-time antagonists who weren’t going to make things easy for her after she was rescued.


    "CUT!!" Director Jeunes eximed, dropping his speaker with a sigh of exhaustion. "Let’s take a quick half-hour break. And Diana," he continued, rubbing his temples, "You need to work on your emotions. You don’t sound angry—you sound like someone who’s afraid to be angry. Also, please don’t yell like that. It hurts my ears."


    Hisment earned him a few side nces from the cast and crew, who found it ironic that the director—holding the microphone and almost deafening everyone with his volume—wasining about noise.


    The girl slowly nodded her head in understanding, her body still quivering.


    When director Jeunes left, she rushed out of there, heading to the restroom.


    Anastasia felt pity for her so she followed behind her.


    When she got to the restroom, she heard the cries of someone inside and she didn’t need to guess to know who was tearing up in there.


    "Diana, you need to get a hold of yourself. It’s alright to make mistakes, but you have to learn from them. Don’t listen to what director Jeunes was saying, he was only exaggerating."


    "And how would you know? You’re an icon who’s loved by everyone..." Anastasia’s mouth twitched. "You wouldn’t understand the situation I’m in."