Oops! My Escort Is A Mafia Don - Chapter 89: Chapter 89

Olivia put the contract away and said coolly, "Remember how you're feeling right now. The female lead in the show is just as two-faced—just act exactly like you are now."
"How dare you insult me?!" Chloe was fuming.
Olivia gave her a half-smile. "I'm actually complimenting you. Your acting style is perfect for short dramas—over-the-top and obviously fake. Being cringey is also a selling point."
"You..." Chloe was even angrier. Not only had Olivia called her two-faced, but she'd also trashed her acting skills.
Olivia ignored Chloe and sent the script to her phone. "I just sent you the script. Memorize your lines and don't fall behind during the shoot."
A week later, filming began. Since Olivia was pregnant, she didn't want to overexert herself and decided not to join the crew on set.
But on the very first day of filming, the director blew up her phone with over 99 messages—every single one complaining about Chloe.
He ranted that Chloe was acting like a diva—showing up late, refusing to let the crew's makeup artist touch her, and insisting on using her own, who took two hours just to do her makeup—wasting everyone's time.
She looked down on the crew and the rest of the cast, claimed the male lead wasn't good enough for her, and accused the staff of disrespecting her just because they kept urging her to hurry.
By noon, she was already demanding that the entire crew be replaced. The filming was progressing at a painfully slow pace. They only managed to shoot a tenth of what was planned for the day.
The next day, the director couldn't hold it in anymore and called Olivia to vent.
She complained, "Where did you find this woman? She's a nightmare. It's bad enough that she acts like a diva and looks down on everyone, but she's dragging the whole production down.
"We agreed yesterday that filming would start at six this morning, and now it's ten and she's still not here! I called her assistant, and she said they didn't wrap until 3 a.m., so Chloe won't show up until she's had her full eight hours of sleep.
"At this rate, there's no way we'll finish on time. Most of the cast and crew are already booked for their next projects. Once their contracts are up, they're leaving.
"What are we supposed to do then? You're the one who insisted on bringing her in, so you need to fix this."
Olivia felt a headache coming on. She'd expected Chloe to slow things down, but she hadn't thought it would be this bad. She thought for a moment and then suddenly came up with a good idea.
She said, "I've got an idea. Reach out to the original actress we had in mind for the female lead and have her shoot the scenes. Get someone to shoot Chloe's scenes perfunctorily—we won't be using them anyway."
The director brightened instantly. "You're a genius. That's perfect. But I heard Chloe's got a powerful backer. If we do this, won't we be offending her? What if she complains? Her backer could crush us like ants."
Olivia chuckled. "Don't worry. Just follow my plan. Nothing will happen." After hanging up, she thought for a bit and drove to the set.
She was worried Chloe might pull some stunts and mess up the shoot, so she decided to keep an eye on her personally. Besides, with Chloe's short hours, keeping up with her on set wouldn't be too tiring.
But when Olivia got there, Chloe still hadn't shown up. It wasn't until almost noon that she finally arrived, leisurely stepping out of a luxury van. Seeing Olivia there, she scowled and asked, "What are you doing here?"
Olivia replied, "It's my script. My production. Why wouldn't I be here?"
Chloe snorted, "That cameraman complained to you? He's been blowing up my phone all morning, acting like it's the end of the world.
"We were shooting till three a.m., and now they expect me to be up and filming again at the crack of dawn? Who can handle that?"