1,2,3 And.. Love! (GXG)

Chapter 13

Cast in scene : Olivia Lopez as Amelia
Anthony William as Paul 

Place : Amelia's and Noah's Penthouse

1,2,3 and... Action!

Scene description: Amelia stood by the door of her house, expressing gratitude to the people who came to offer their condolences after the loss of her husband. After the guests left, she took a seat next to her brother-in-law, Paul.

  [Paul]

Where is Lana?

  [Amelia]

She fell asleep, I put her in her room.

  [Paul]

We need to discuss what comes next, Amelia .It has already been a week since my brother passed, and the company requires someone to step in and handle matters.

Amelia nods, her eyes filled with a mix of grief and determination.

  [Amelia]

I understand, Paul. I've been trying to gather my thoughts and prepare myself for this responsibility.

Paul places a comforting hand on her shoulder.

  [Paul]

You don't have to take it all on yourself, Amelia. I'll be right by your side, assisting you in any way I can.

They sat in silence for a moment, contemplating the weight of the situation.

  [Amelia]

Let's gather all the necessary information and schedule a meeting with the lawyer. It's time to open his will.

Cut!

Zoya's POV

"Great job, everyone. Let's take a 45-minute break," Ezra exclaimed, his voice filled with appreciation. "Olivia, let's have a quick look at your make-up. You seemed to tear up a bit too much," he chuckled.

Olivia arched an eyebrow playfully at Ezra. "Ah, that's called professionalism," she responded with a wink, gracefully making her way towards her chair for the make-up crew to retouch her look.

Dressed in a black pencil skirt and a sleek black silk shirt, Olivia exuded an air of elegance. Her make-up was meant to portray exhaustion and sadness, but to my eyes, she appeared radiant and stunning as ever.

I sat in my chair, attempting to focus on reviewing the contract she had given me earlier. However, I found myself irresistibly drawn to watching her as she flawlessly acted out each scene. It was a surreal experience witnessing her talent firsthand, without the screen as a barrier. As I observed her from start to finish, it became increasingly evident that she possessed an unwavering talent, leaving me in awe once again.

"Are you focused on reading your script? I thought you weren't scheduled to film today?" Layla's sudden interruption caused me to jolt in my seat, my gaze torn away from Olivia.

"Oh, no. It's not my script. It's actually unrelated to work, and you're right—I don't have any filming scheduled for today," I responded, feeling a mixture of confusion and surprise. It baffled me as to why Layla had suddenly chosen to acknowledge my existence and strike up a conversation, especially considering that she, like the rest of the cast, had always ignored me.

"So, how does it feel after your role got upgraded to nanny with benefits?" Layla taunted, her laughter obnoxious and cutting.

"I'm not sure if that's how I would define the role change," I responded, unwilling to join in her joke.