Twisted Ties of Love
Chapter 335

At first, it was just an ordinary scene rehearsal, but now it felt like a secret affair. Casey was so tense that his whole body stiffened, and he stuttered his lines. He long forgot any sense of professionalism.

However, as he acted with Izabella, he gradually got into the role. Izabella was impressed by his acting skills and had to admire him.

Casey acted on par with Harper, and his extraordinary talent was enviable.

Izabella gradually felt the gap between herself and him during their scenes together.

Because they rehearsed several hours during the day, Casey had a dream at night. In his dream, Izabella clutched his sleeve and seductively called him " brother", making his heart race.

When he woke up, Casey was still immersed in the dream and felt weak and numb all over. He shamefully covered his face and huddled under the blanket, blushing with embarrassment.

On Wednesday morning, Izabella got up at six o'clock as usual. She didn't have breakfast, as hunger helped her develop character. The recording would last all day. With everyone using their phones to order takeout, Izabella wasn't worried about going hungry.

She arrived at the recording site just past seven-thirty. Half the artists were there, divided into groups getting their makeup done.

Izabella didn't have a makeup artist and did her own makeup. She casually found a corner from the camera to do her makeup and review her lines.

At nine o'clock, Harper and Ariana finally strolled in. Both had their own makeup artists, discussing their upcoming performances while getting their makeup done.

"Why is Ariana working so hard, even going over her lines while getting her makeup done?" someone nearby asked.

"Since I'm in the competition, I have to give it my all. I don't want to hold back my senior and be lazy like some people."

The person understood the hidden meaning in her words, then asked, "By the way, where's Izabella? Who's in your group?"

"She only rehearsed with us once and never looked for us again. We invited her, but she didn't come. Maybe she's just naturally confident."

As they were talking, there was a commotion around them. Ariana's words were interrupted, and she frowned at the blocked entrance.

"What's going on?"

"It seems like Mr. Dempsey has arrived."

A glint appeared in Ariana's eyes. Was Casey here? Could it be that he was here to see her? After all, they had once filmed a movie together. Although she was just a minor supporting actress in that movie, at least she and Casey appeared in the same shot.

Moreover, Casey was cold and distant, not liking to interact with strangers. Suddenly showing up in the makeup room must be to see someone familiar.

Who in this room had a closer relationship with Casey than Ariana?

Thinking that Casey was here for her, Ariana's heart raced, and her face flushed. She stared at the entrance, wanting Casey to see her as soon as he walked in.

Casey's patience and kindness were only for Izabella. He wouldn't even spare an extra glance at anyone else. With an indifferent look, he glanced around the room, and his intimidating gaze forced people to make way for him.

His eyes swept over Ariana, and then walked towards her.

Some people whispered from a distance, "Could it be that he's here specifically to see Ariana?"

"No way! How could Casey have anything to do with Ariana? She's innocent, so don't spread rumors."

"You don't know? Ariana was in Casey's second movie. Although she was an insignificant supporting actress, they worked together. It's normal for him to visit his former colleagues or friends..." Ariana covered her heart. As she saw Casey slowly approaching her, she felt her heart was about to stop. She stood up, her face red with nervousness and her voice trembling, "..."

She wanted to greet Casey but didn't know what to call him.

Before Ariana could speak, Casey coldly glanced at her and walked right past her.

Regardless of his expression or attitude, he seemed extremely unfamiliar with her. What was going on?

A sense of embarrassment grew in her heart. Ariana thought of her previous nervousness and felt her eyes redden with shame.

Her excitement had just been doused with cold water. Although Casey looked in her direction, he wasn't looking at her.

She stiffly turned around and followed everyone else's gaze at him.

Casey surveyed the room like an emperor, seeming casual but secretly focusing on an inconspicuous corner.

"You guys go about your business. I'm just here to see how you're doing with your preparations."

As Casey spoke, he moved from one makeup table to another, making his way to the corner where Izabella was. His usual dislike for interacting with others vanished, and he patiently answered everyone's questions before finally reaching that corner. He sneakily took a chocolate bar from his pocket and placed it on the table.

"Don't forget to eat. Good luck in the competition; I'll be watching from below." These words were meant for Izabella, but he didn't name names, as if encouraging everyone present.

"Thank you, Casey."

"We'll remember to eat well."

"You're such a nice person."

"Who said he's difficult to get along with?"

Casey looked at Izabella and gave her a faint smile; having delivered the treat, it was time to leave.

Izabella raised an eyebrow at Casey, and only after his figure disappeared behind the door did she shift her gaze to the chocolate on the table.

Their subtle actions went unnoticed by others, except for one person.

Ariana.

After Casey walked past her, she couldn't help but stare at him, watching him secretly take a chocolate bar from his pocket and put it on Izabella's table.

Why was it Izabella? Why did it have to be Izabella?

How did Casey and Izabella meet? Or did Izabella seduce him?

After Casey left, Ariana felt some malicious glances directed at her, like knives slicing her flesh.

At this moment, her hearing seemed to fail her amidst the surrounding noise, but she could clearly hear the whispers about her.

"Did you see that? Ariana just tried to say hello to Mr. Dempsey but got totally ignored. I thought you said he knew her. He treated her like a stranger, or even worse."

"I think maybe Mr. Dempsey didn't recognize Ariana."

After getting her makeup done, Izabella received her costume from the production team. She put on a light-colored dress and loosely tied up her hair. The bright light in the dressing room made her look flawless, her skin milky white and her eyes dazzling like jewels.

Izabella was drop-dead gorgeous. Even without makeup, she could make people feel inferior. When she made her entrance, the room immediately quieted down.

Many of the artists there looked down on Izabella, initially thinking she was just average-looking. Later, they realized her bare face wasn't as bad as rumored, but they still didn't like her, treating her like a pretty useless face.

But who wouldn't want to be a good-looking pretty face?

The dress on Izabella seemed tailor-made for her, accentuating her waist.

Izabella seemed oblivious to the strange looks around her. She stood in front of the vanity mirror fixing her hair when Ariana appeared in the reflection. She turned her head.

"Vixen!" Ariana cursed. "All you do is seduce people!"

Izabella was baffled by the insult.

"How did you meet Casey?"

Izabella immediately understood. It must have been when she saw Casey secretly giving her chocolate.

Izabella narrowed her eyes, leaned in close to Ariana, and said with a graceful smile, "None of your business."

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