Ynda was about to make a dash for it when Cassius reached out again to grab her shoulder.
She had finally snagged a chance that Jenny was also counting on, and she was worried about making
a bad impression on Director Harriet if she waste.
Totally losing her cool, Ynda spun around, grabbed Cassius by the cor, tiptoed, and threatened
him
with a smile.
“Cassius, if you keep yapping, I’m gonna nt one on you!”
To a drama queen like Cassius, Ynda figured this kind of threat would do the trick.
Sure enough, Cassius tensed up in an instant and mmed up.
“Scared ya, huh? There, there, I won’t touch you.”
Ynda thought this guy must either swing the other way or have a mild case of gynophobia.
Seeing his scaredy–cat face, she couldn’t help but chuckle. She ran her thumb across her lips, then
quickly dabbed it onto the corner of Cassius‘ mouth.
Cassius froze. Seizing the moment before he could react, Ynda bolted.
When Cassius finally snapped out of it, he touched his mouth, his thumb picking up a smear of bright
lipstick.
Sickly sweet and, damn it, strawberry–vored.
Hot Chili didn’t have a clue – totally wrong lipstick choice.
“Are you in heat or did you get mauled?”
Remington stepped out for a smoke and caught sight of Cassius standing against the wall, clothes
disheveled and with a lipstick mark on his face, looking all sorts of weird.
Cassius looked up, awkwardly straightening his clothes.
“Like I’d ever get hot for a chick like Ynda. Don’t talk nonsense, Remi!”
Guilty as charged without even being used.
Remington, twirling a cigarette between his elegant fingers, seemed surprised and asked.
“What’s Ynda doing here?”
With Ynda being tight with Lizetta, she didn’t go to see her off at the airport?
“That chick? She’s here boozing it up with Jenny! She thinks she can just waltz into showbiz, what a
silly girl! Remi, I gotta go.”
Cassius was in a rush to check if that silly Ynda had already gotten sloshed and taken advantage of,
but he stopped mid–sentence as he noticed Remington’s sudden change of demeanor, an icy, stifling
aura enveloping him.
“Who did you just mention?”
Remington stepped closer, pressing Cassius with a grave tone.
09:47
Cassius was a bit spooked.
Remington looked serious as hell, the cigarette in his fingers crushed into bits and falling.
“Did that dumb Ynda cross you?”
“Not her, the other one you mentioned.” Remington’s voice was heavy.
“Jenny? She’s just a minor celeb, you probably don’t know her.”
“Lead the way!”
Before Cassius could finish, Remington cut him off with amanding tone.
When Ynda arrived at the private room, Jenny was already drinking with Director Harriet, Jenny
signaled to Ynda with her eyes.
“Yoli, you’re just in time for a treat. Director Harriet brought some of his private stash. You’rete, so
down three as a penalty!”
Ynda approached with a smile, taking the ss.
“Looks like I’m in luck then. Here’s to you, Director Harriet.”
She tipped back three drinks in quick session,
Director Harriet was pleased, for the supporting actress role.”
“th and sweet, what a drink!”
at Jenny, “That’s the spirit! Jenny, you did good rmending her
Jenny quickly added, “Let’s both have another toast to Director Harriet,e on.”
As the door to the private room swung open, Jennu
and Ynda were just finishing their drinks in one
gulp. Ynda turned to see Remington walking in.
His gaze was piercing, fixated on Jenny.
Ynda’s smile froze instantly as Remington approached Jenny.
His presence was overpowering, silencing the room in an instant.
Jenny, slow to grasp the situation, was met with Remington’s pressing and grave question.
“Ms. Abott, weren’t you pregnant? Since when can expectant mothers drink? Are you ying a
pregnant woman in your next role?”
Ynda’s heart skipped a beat as the word shed through her mind.
Busted!
Belongs to (N)?vel/Drama.Org.
Remington, with his sharp wits, must have figured out Lizetta was pregnant. There was no keeping it a
secret now!
She could only wonder if Lizetta had caught her flight.