Francis didn't take it but stared at Tyler. In fact, he believed him the moment Tyler announced the number of the page. He underestimated the young man.

Ariana, who had been watching them the whole time, said eventually, "I apologize, Mr. Salazar. Tyler is incredibly dedicated to his craft, and sometimes he gets so engrossed in the role that he forgets about his surroundings."

She tried to smooth things over, but Francis was still seething with anger. He retorted, "I haven't even said ‘action’ yet, and you're already acting on your own? Is it appropriate to show off your acting skills like that? You're just a young boy who hasn't even debuted, and yet you act like you're better than everyone else. Let me tell you, there are countless actors who are more skilled than you. You're a nobody."

Ariana's frustration began to boil over, but Tyler quickly cut her off.

"Mr. Salazar, didn't Cole tell me that I wasn't suited for the role? I simply wanted to try acting out the character and receive some guidance from him on how to embody that arrogance and malice," Tyler interjected smoothly, all while keeping his gaze locked on Cole.

His words might have sounded genuine, but there was something ominous about the way he spoke that sent a shiver down Cole's spine.

‘The audience savored the scene with rapt attention, observing Tyler's impeccable portrayal of the character, oozing with malice and ruthless intent.

In a corner of the set, a stunning woman with lustrous long hair gazed at Tyler, lost in thought. Her assistant reminded her it was time to leave for the dressing room, snapping her out of the trance.

"Selene, it's time to go. You are the lead actress, and the camera is waiting."

Francis was fuming with anger as Tyler successfully avoided his tricks time and time again. He could only yell at the onlookers in a fit of irritation, "Time's ticking. Don't just hang around here. Get back to work!"

The staff, well-versed in their boss's moods, scattered immediately and returned to their respective positions.

But Cole was still reluctant to give up and refused to let Tyler off the hook. This prompted an impatient Francis to bark, "What are you still doing there? The next scene is yours. Are you ready? You haven't even memorized your lines from the script. Hurry up and study it!"

Knowing that Francis was fast losing his patience, Cole didn't dare to say anything more. He glared venomously at Tyler, before storming off with a heavy heart.

In the back of the luxurious limousine, Cole savagely indulged in a handful of donuts, heedless of their calorie content, using his voracious appetite to vent his frustration. Yet, his irritation was far from assuaged, and he found himself utterly lacking in the patience required to read through the script.

“Damn it! These words are like watching paint dry. I'll be asleep before I can get through them all!" he grunted, his voice filled with frustration.

In a fit of annoyance, he flung open the refrigerator and snatched out a box of chocolate pudding, only to be admonished by his assistant with fearful eyes.

"Cole, you really shouldn't do that. You need to keep an eye on your weight during filming."

"Don't worry about it. I'll just have a pudding," Cole replied, his tone dismissive as he gobbled up the dessert in three quick bites.

As he replenished his energy, his anger began to subside, and he shifted his focus to his plans for the future. But this time, his thoughts were not of Tyler, but rather of the stunning leading lady, Selene Cicio.

Selene, a newcomer in the entertainment industry, came from a family with powerful connections. According to his aunt, she was the daughter of the boss of Eleymond Airlines, but Selene had entered show business just for the fun of it and to experience a different kind of life.