Chapter 771: Chapter 771

A luxurious cruise ship docked at the coast, its pristine and imposing body exuding an aura of power and dominance, with some people standing on the deck.

Anton Miller noticed that Renee seemed a bit nervous, after all, today was the first shoot of her life.

He took her hand proactively, "Don’t be afraid, I’m here with you. Didn’t I succeed in my first acting gig? This promo will definitely make you famous."

"Thank you, Mr. Ford." Renee turned her eyes to meet his gaze, easing some of her nervousness.

At this point, Monica Usher drove the car with Barbara Sutton speeding over, the car’s speed reaching 200 km/h.

Barbara was sitting in the passenger seat, clutching the strap of her backpack tightly, recalling what Monica Usher had instructed her earlier, feeling completely tense.

Should she ditch the bag??

Soon, the car made a sudden stop by the beach. Monica Usher saw people heading towards the cruise ship, and among them was the figure of Anton Miller.

"Hurry up and get out of the car," she urged.

Barbara snapped back to reality, unbuckled her seatbelt and got out of the car, walking towards the group.

Earlier Monica Usher had told her she had just left her job, and as a mere assistant, her departure wouldn’t be announced, so for now, people shouldn’t be aware.

Thus, finding an excuse to mingle was not difficult.

Barbara got closer and closer to the group. Two female employees were assistants from downstairs, whom she’d met before, so she naturally quickened her pace.

"Assistant Su?" one girl asked with a smile, "How did you end up here too?"

Barbara just smiled without answering.

Then another person spoke up, "President Lane sent you, didn’t she? She still seems unsure and wants you to keep an eye on things."

Barbara nodded, "Uh-huh." Her gaze then fell on the girl beside Anton Miller, and she softly asked, "Is she the leading lady of the promo?"

"Yes, isn’t she beautiful? I feel she’s particularly captivating, looks like her face hasn’t been touched by a surgeon."

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Barbara’s expression remained calm, but inside she felt great pressure because she saw the silver box the man was carrying.

The bag contained inferior jewelry, and the words Monica Usher had spoken when they just got in the car echoed in her ears—

"Since you know the code, go ditch the bag."

"Don’t refuse. Do you think two million is that easy to come by? Do you think my money just fell from the sky?"

If she felt a shred of gratitude towards Monica Usher, at this moment, Barbara’s heart was thoroughly chilled.

There was only interest, no affection.

She had no retreat, only forward.

The afternoon sun, golden and less scorching, gently cast its glow on the sea, causing a beautiful layer of gold flakes to emerge.

The top deck of the yacht was already meticulously arranged to be romantic and cozy—it was a proposal scene.

Barbara watched the man open the silver box, knowing that making a move on the box was impossible because this man would guard it throughout.

"Wow! So beautiful!" Renee stood beside, exclaiming, drawing everyone’s attention.

Someone cautiously took out the jewelry, "Let me help you wear it."

Renee extended her hand, and Barbara watched as the bracelet was fastened onto her...

She thought, if today’s task wasn’t accomplished, Monica Usher would demand two million compensation from the car owner, right? Unable to repay, she would end up in prison.

No, she had to work through the leading lady.

Barbara kept pondering, waiting for the right opportunity.

The director’s team was already prepared; after the jewelry was put on, they cleared the scene following the director’s provided preface and lines, commencing the filming.

Indeed, the scene was cleared.

Barbara retreated to the rest area alongside the makeup artist and stylists.

Half an hour later... intermission.

Barbara spotted Renee at the restroom entrance.