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The Disolate Scion Overestimate
The scene began with a confrontation involving Gerald Holder, scheduled to start at eight o'clock. However, Gerald's chronic tardiness persisted, and he didn't show up until half past eight. He attributed his delay to a sudden bout of low blood sugar, requiring a brief break.Draven wasted no time in rolling his eyes and making a sarcastic remark, "Who are you trying to fool? If this lateness continues, how do you expect us to continue filming?"Gerald's gaze settled on him, accompanied by a subdued smile. "I sincerely apologize. I'm puzzled as to why my blood sugar suddenly dropped. I'll make up for any lost time."The director kept it brief, gesturing with a wave. "Enough talk. Get ready; we start filming in five minutes."Meanwhile, Zak had already dressed, while Gerald took his time, spending half an hour in the dressing room before coming out.This scene marked Zak and Gerald's first meeting. Despite their mutual dislike, they maintained decorum in the presence of the protagonist
The Disolate Scion Hearing Juelz's name
Carlos, quick to grasp the situation, nodded in agreement. "Indeed, this is the best course of action. While I was merely observing earlier, there were murmurs about Gerald's private temperament being rather irritable. His current pleasant demeanor is merely a façade. Unpleasant situations always seem to trigger his anger."Meanwhile, Gerald seethed with barely contained rage.Noticing his foul mood, the assistant, who had been tirelessly fanning nearby, offered him a fruit tray. "Please, don't look so stern. It wouldn't be ideal if someone were to capture you looking like this in a photograph."The mere thought of being photographed further fueled Gerald's anger. After discreetly scanning his surroundings to ensure no one was watching, he picked up a slice of watermelon. After a brief bite, he ordered cold beverages for everyone in a chilly tone, citing the sweltering heat."Of course," the assistant agreed, hurrying off to arrange the drinks.Ten minutes later, as the assistant dist
The Disolate Scion Damage your reputation
Carlos was surprised when he came across the trending topic: "Wow! This actor really knows how to grab attention. He said he'd faint, and even the director seemed to be taken aback."As he scrolled through the comments, one in particular stood out: "His health wasn't great to begin with. He pushed himself through the shoot, had a heated argument with a crew member, and then collapsed right after filming. I feel sorry for him."Handing the phone to Zak, Carlos remarked, "I'm familiar with everyone on the crew. This account is definitely linked to Gerald. No wonder he fainted. They're trying to damage your reputation, which is completely unnecessary."Zak agreed, seeing Gerald's actions as pointless and unfounded. He felt it was a waste of time for Gerald to go to such extremes to smear someone like him, who wasn't even well-known yet.Not particularly interested in the comments, Zak glanced briefly before suggesting, "Let's go grab dinner." Carlos's eyes lit up with excitement as he qu
The Disolate Scion Connections
Gerald furrowed his brow, focusing on Zak's phone with a hint of uncertainty in his tone. "So, you're recording? I suppose our conversation won't flow as smoothly."Zak chuckled softly and casually showed his phone, but the expected recording remained inactive. Undeterred, Zak promptly turned off his device. "I need to review the script. You've got five minutes."With no recording in sight, Gerald visibly relaxed, dropping his usual façade. Seated across from Zak, he casually crossed his legs, getting straight to the point. "Are you romantically involved with Camilla?"Zak took a tissue from his pocket, tidied the table with precision, and leaned against his hand, offering a nonchalant response. "Why does our relationship concern you? In what capacity do you ask? Let me guess. If I confirm my association with Camilla, would you stir up another online frenzy? And if I deny it, would you suggest I distance myself from her, claiming I'm unworthy?"Gerald posed the question, his penetrati
The Disolate Scion Apology
Carlos's demeanor presented a stark contrast. Initially perceived as a troublemaker with a short fuse upon joining the crew, it soon became apparent that he possessed a playful side, and many found him easy to get along with.So, when Gerald was absent today, Carlos swiftly learned the truth from others. Leaning in, his voice lowered, he confided in Zak, "Remember what the director said to him earlier? Just because of that, he's in a foul mood and deliberately skipped out. He's really making everyone wait, playing hardball."Zak remained silent, his gaze shifting to the side.Not far away, the director's expression was grim, clearly displeased with Gerald. With finality, he slammed down the script and declared, "Let's shoot the others first."Zak only had three scenes left. He could have wrapped up filming in the past two days, but Gerald's absence, fueled by anger, disrupted the schedule. Then, Gerald missed another two days for a commercial shoot. Zak couldn't film their shared scen
The Disolate Scion Toying with his emotions
Juelz lingered in the coffee shop until dusk settled over the streets, yet no one arrived to meet him. In that solitary moment, he confronted the reality of his miscalculations—perhaps he had underestimated Zak's determination or overestimated his own abilities. With a solemn resolve, he transitioned to his wheelchair, silently preparing to depart.A nearby employee, sensing Juelz's impending departure, briefly entertained the idea of offering assistance. However, a single glance from Juelz extinguished any intentions, prompting a swift retreat."I am self-sufficient; your assistance is unnecessary," Juelz remarked with a frosty detachment as he settled into his wheelchair. With this succinct dismissal, he propelled himself out of the coffee shop, flagging down a taxi.Observing Juelz's wheelchair-bound state, the driver remained seated, impatiently urging, "Hurry up, you disabled..."Mid-sentence, a wave of remorse washed over him, prompting an abrupt halt to his words. Meanwhile, Ju
The Disolate Scion He's my brother
Zak and Camilla stepped into a cozy seafood restaurant.The establishment was small, with only a dozen seats, and luck was on their side as they snagged the last available table upon their arrival.After Zak placed his order, he handed the menu to Camilla, then caught a familiar voice drifting in from the door."This place is pretty good. I heard it's better than the cafeteria... Oh, isn't that person over there our roommate?"Zak glanced over and spotted Peyton Valencia and Myles Avila.With no free seats in sight, Peyton Valencia approached Zak with a smile, not wanting to come all this way for nothing."Looks like there's no room left. Mind if we squeeze in with you? Is this your friend? I hope she's okay with it."Camilla handed the menu she had chosen to the waiter, poured a glass of sour plum juice for Zak, then folded her arms on the table with a chilly expression."Sorry, but I do mind."Myles grabbed Peyton with a displeased tone, glancing at Camilla, and sneered inexplicably
The Disolate Scion Vanderose's youngest son
"Ah, so he's your brother. What's it like having a famous sibling?""Well, I'm not exactly a celebrity, so I wouldn't really know."Kendrick wasn't in the mood for a chat with Myles. He stood up abruptly. "I'm heading for a shower."Silence filled the dorm room as Kendrick left without making a stop at the bathroom.Before closing the door, he cast a deliberate glance at Zak lying on the bed. Then, standing in the corridor, he dialed a number on his phone. "Guess who I ran into today?""It's the guy you mentioned earlier, my roommate.""Yeah, I agree with you. Not much besides being good-looking.""..."After speaking without receiving any response, Kendrick felt perplexed. "Hey, bro?"Finally, the voice on the other end replied. "Got it.""What are you up to, bro? If you're busy, I'll hang up."Gerald placed the envelope he was holding on the table and gazed at his phone. "Not too busy. It's late; you should get some rest."As the call ended, he picked up the envelope again. To confi