In a Love Nest with the Aloof CEO

Chapter 606

Chapter 606 Mutual Intolerance Content protected by Nôv/el(D)rama.Org.

Since Skylar refused to change up, the filming crew was at an impasse, and proceedings for the night shoot had also grounded to a halt.

Ranting and raving on set, Shay was blowing his top as well, “I can’t understand what’s going through the minds of you young’uns. Just can’t seem to take a little hardship and more pompous than your level of fame warranted.”

Those words were obviously directed at Skylar, who was splitting hairs as she could not stand the way Ingrid kept tripping her up and how the director silently abetted it.

Just because her brother is the producer, she saw it fit to be cocky and deem everyone beneath her.

Skylar loosened up her own hair and regarded Laurel. “Gather my things. I’m not feeling well today and won’t be able to continue.”

Laurel had no idea what had gotten into Skylar as it did not seem like a big deal to her.

While it is annoying to have one’s wardrobe tampered with, she could have just tolerated it. Skylar shouldn’t have kicked up such a fuss over a trivial matter like this, to the point that she even pissed off the director.

Shay stopped the departing Skylar in her tracks. “After making the filming crew wait on you the entire day, are you going to bail on them just like that? Don’t take this too far now, Skylar Jones, taking advantage of your own popularity and showing no respect for anyone whatsoever.”

At that moment, Skylar looked frigid and distant, as she felt that Shay had been seriously prejudicial right from the get-go.

It was understandable that she had to do retakes since her scenes did not come out well.

However, she thought Shay had been downright shabby toward her. When he was not criticizing her acting, he was suggesting that she was ditzy and slow-witted.

In contrast, he always smiled at Ingrid fawningly, no matter how many bad takes the latter had.

During her scenes with Ingrid, Shay would chastise her all the same when it was obviously Ingrid who was at fault, while the latter got to stand on the sidelines and blatantly look on in glee.

The situation with the wardrobe was merely the straw that broke the camel’s back.

Skylar cast an impassive smirk in Shay’s direction. “I’m taking the day off. Will be back tomorrow as soon as the props crew has my new costume ready.”

Shay was left flabbergasted while Skylar, who had no heed of anything he had just told her, casually strutted off. Why should the onus be on me to try and overcome the hardships that Ingrid has been causing me?

After exiting the studio, Skylar got straight into the car. Close behind, Laurel and Hannah briefly exchanged glances with each other.

It was plain to see that Hannah did not look upon her new colleague too fondly. She thought that she herself was sufficient in her role as an assistant and saw no reason why Skylar needed to hire another.

“If this got out to the press, they would surely say that you were being a diva. That is not going to go down well with many fans,” Laurel noted gloomily.

Skylar’s luscious lashes fluttered as she lifted her hand to admire the silvery band around her finger. “Doesn’t bother me one bit. I haven’t been making the headlines recently, so I could use a boost of publicity, no matter what form it takes.”

With a slight wistfulness in her eyes, Laurel gazed toward the neon lights and bustle beyond the window, which were the signature of this international metropolis.

She then bit her lip tightly in a seething outrage. “It isn’t surprising at all how everyone would indulge those young ladies born into privilege and let them snatch up whatever they want and behave as they please. Even though Ingrid was really too much, Skylar, it isn’t worth falling out with the director over her.”

Irked, Hannah immediately retorted, “Could you stop being so negative? Is someone rich that different compared to someone who isn’t? What is there to be envious of? If you don’t have money, you jolly well get out there and earn some for yourself. Are you begrudging your parents for not raising you in a well- to-do family? Even a dog wouldn’t do that.”

Laurel, too, got very emotional when she explained herself, “I didn’t mean it that way, so don’t try to read too much into what I said, all right?”

Things were getting quite heated inside the MPV between these two assistants of hers who were already at loggerheads with each other in spite of not having worked together very long. Skylar watched as they spitted and snarled, stopping just short of rolling up their sleeves and getting into fisticuffs.

“Enough, both of you. You’re giving me a headache. Can’t you just grant me some peace and quiet for once?” she spoke up in intervention.