The director was stunned beyond words, the expression on his face was full of profound shock. How could Chakrii Malivalaya, one of the most important figures in the movie quit in the middle of filming? What would they do? How could they face the awaiting fans? This statement made Aom Chinda halt her steps.
' That b*tch!' she told herself as she clenched her fist angrily. How could Chakrii Malivalaya try to challenge her like that. Was it because she was the main protagonist? Aom Chinda could not believe her eyes, she sneered at Kiet Chomesri before she held her hands akimbo as she tried to think of a way out of the mess. She had no other way out expect showing Kiet Chomesri the power that she held in the industry.
"Come on and remove my makeup, let us go home immediately. I have an advertisement to film this evening." Aom Chinda ordered her crew as she walked back to her room with her crew trailing behind her. She immediately unbuttoned her coat, took it off and gave it to her stylist who put it back on the coat rack. Aom Chinda then sat down and started taking off her makeup.
The director narrowed his eyes in astonishment, he could not believe his ears. It was like he was caught between a rock and a hard place. What else could he do expect solve the issue. Aom Chinda's fame was required to boost the sales. She had an already established fandom in the industry. Chakrii Malivalaya herself had won the best actress award. These two were like choosing between two important things in life.
Kiet Chomesri changed into her clothes and walked out of the room headed to the parking area. Aom Chinda could only stare at Kiet Chomesri leaving as she took out her mobile phone, dialed her friend's number and asked for the both of them to meet.
Taaom, her agent followed her close by, she opened the car door for her. Kiet Chomesri boarded the van. Taaom boarded the van together with her and the driver drove off.
"Why did you have to leave?" Taaom asked Kiet Chomesri as she sorted her handbag.
"Because if I did not show them my importance in the film, they will treat me like a piece of tissue that they will use when they want and throw away when done with it." Kiet Chomesri replied as she took out her mobile phone and started scrolling through the internet looking for Aom Chinda's information.
After tapping onto one of the website's page, the white screen led her to a website where the first thing she saw was a three inch photo of a young lady with her hair let down cascading through her shoulders, she had a pair of flashy earrings. The makeup on her face fitted her pale skin perfectly. Down below the photo, was the name Chan Aom Chinda typed there. She was a pretty spoiled brat from a very prosperous family. She was the only daughter so her father gave her all his attention.
Kiet Chomesri then afterwards, placed her phone on her lap, leaned on the seat and closed her eyes. Her thoughts wandered off to what could have happened if she would have easily forgiven Aom Chinda like the previous Chakrii Malivalaya.
The driver - Poom,who was Aom Chinda's fellow friend at her work in the journalism industry. Poom looked at Kiet Chomesri from the rear view mirror and noticed that she seemed kind of bored. He sighed before he drove off.
Aom Chinda exited her van and got into her villa. She changed into her fuzzy slippers. The maid servants who had been busy cleaning up the place froze immediately they saw her. They bowed slightly according her the respect she deserved. Aom Chinda walked past them and ascended up the flight of stairs to her bedroom. She pushed the door open and got in immediately. She had to get on the advantageous of the production crew.
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Aom Chinda hummed a tune of her favourite song while she walked out of the bathroom while in her white bathrobe. She dried her hair with the blow-dry that she had plugged into one of the sockets and sat in front of the dressing mirror to put on her makeup.