Daddy's Little Girl 18+

chapter 11

                          POV : ANDI

I groan. “What is everyone’s obsession with that asshole?”

“He’s hot. I honestly don’t care if he’s a jerk or not.” She continues to stare at me, not making a move toward the computer.

“Fine. I’ll see what I can do, but I make no promises.”

“That’s all I ask.”

Chelsea’s fingers fly across the keyboard as she reschedules and moves some things around to make it happen for me.

“Done, but you only have another hour.”

“I can make that work.”

I smile as I pull my phone out of my back pocket and head toward the spa.

As I get closer, I notice Ivy and Ford leaving. Well, well, well…it seems like Ivy might get her man.

And now it’s time to get mine.

                         POV : NOLAN

My chest swelled with pride as I watched Andi stand her ground and put Andrew in his place. He’s good at what he does, but he can be cocky. If her tongue stays sharp, then she’ll make it in the cutthroat film industry.

After grabbing lunch, I sit down with the scriptwriters and producers. There are still a lot of changes needing approval before we can completely move forward.

“I understand Ford has gotten a lot of extra publicity, but the main star is still Jacob. He is the headliner that will put people in their seats. Besides, the press is, right?”I argue as the studio executives continue to bicker about Ford’s expanding role.

They’re all fawning over Taylor like he’s the next Tom Cruise, when he’s just another dick in need of anger management.

I’m sure he’s paying someone big bucks to keep his bad habits in the dark while keeping his pockets lined with cash.

If what Ford said is true, there is no way he would get away with this bullshit any other way.

“Get me the new scenes before the end of the day and I’ll look them over. If they fit with my vision, we can move forward. If not, you can find yourself another director and producer. Don’t forget, this location and the entire crew walks with me.” I don’t wait for their response before ending the call.

I hate throwing my weight around, but I’m damn good at my job. The people I work with are the best in this industry. I’ll be damned if I let some snot-nosed talentless kid get the best of me because he has someone on his payroll.

“Sounds like a productive phone call,” Rebekah chimes in from over my shoulder.

I pinch the bridge of my nose. “As always. I swear Taylor has some serious dirt on some of these studio executives.”

Glancing out the window, I notice the snow is falling faster and accumulating quickly.

This is not good for shooting.
Rebekah opens her mouth to respond just as my phone signals an incoming message.

She shakes her head and gives me a knowing smile. “I’ll leave you to that.”
“You sure you don’t want to trade places for a few hours?”

“Yeah, I’m sure.” With a small wave over her shoulder, she disappears out the small office room door.

Picking my phone up off the table, I immediately open my messages. Sighing in relief, I notice it’s not another message from the executives, but from Andi.