novelraw Chapter 75: Build him up first
Chapter 75: Build him up first
Chapter 75: Chapter 75: Build him up firstI whipped my head around in an instant, my eyes darting around as I
"He’s your ex-husband? I remember him... " She muttered as she recalled. "We hired him recently as we needed an extra pair of hands to help us on set. Why, what is it?"
The corners of my lips curved upwards into a slight smile as I looked into her eyes.
"I know we have only just met, but... do you think you could do me a favour?"
"Um... what favour exactly?"
"I would like to speak to the movie director."
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By some miracle and Sarah’s excellent persuasion skills, maybe coupled with Xavier’s influence in the business world, the director actually agreed to let us drop by the filming set for a visit.
I couldn’t be happier. Finally, I am another step closer to taking my revenge on my ex-husband.
Soon, Xavier and I found ourselves on the set. Sarah had brought us in and our necks hung a lanyard attached with a card at the end, on it was printed the word "Visitor".
I let my eyes wander around, scanning the area and a soft gasp of awe left my lips. After all, this was my first time on a movie set, and it looked spectacular, seeing how detailed and massive these sets are right before my eyes.
Chatter and buzzing filled the air as people rushed around from place to place, barely even looking up from the ground as their brows were furrowed together in immense concentration.
I turned to look at Sarah with a smile etched onto my face. "This place looks amazing," I told her while Xavier agreed alongside me.
She smiled. "It does, doesn’t it? Although I see it practically every single day, I could never get bored of it. All thanks to the crew that helped set them up, a lot of hard work went into building all these sets," she said as we both nodded in agreement. "Anyway, let me go look for Sam, he should be available to speak to you soon," she informed before walking off in a hurry, the sound of her heels clicking against the floor echoed in the space.
Just like she had promised, I now found myself sitting in one of the many rooms that were at the back of this massive set as Sam sat across from me. He had his own lounge area where he would rest and take a break et cetera.
"So..." he began in a deep voice. "Sarah told me you wanted to speak to me. So tell me, what do you want to talk to me about?" He questioned as he leaned back into his seat and folded his arms over his chest.
"It’s about Blake," I answered truthfully and watched as he raised his brow at me.
"Blake?" His name left his lips without a hint of recognition. I could see the gears in his head shifting as he tried hard to think. "Who’s that? He works here?"
I nodded. "He’s a helper on the set, he was hired recently."
"Right... I don’t know the names of everyone on set, definitely not the newly hired helper," he said as a low chuckle left his lips. "So, what about him?"
"Well, for starters... Blake is highly passionate about filming and movies in general," I began. "He is a very hard worker and he has helped to film and direct multiple short films in the past during his leisure time," I continued even though I could see that he was losing interest and he barely cared about what I was talking about.
"And?"
"His dream since young was to be a director or at the very least, to assist the director."
He let a deep chuckle escape his lips. "Many people would dream to be one, but not everyone could be one. It’s not easy to become one, it’s a dog eat dog world here," he warned.
"I know," I simply said as I straightened my back. "But I was hoping you could help him, or at least... give him a chance. I have the links of some short films he directed in the past, I could show them to you."
There was a brief pause as silence lapsed between us for what seemed like an eternity.
"Why are you doing this? Who is he to you?"
I needed to build him up for now, and then one day when he didn’t see it coming, I would tear it all down. He couldn’t lose much if he didn’t have anything to begin with.
I forced my lips upwards into a slight smile. "He’s my ex-husband," I answered truthfully.
"Your ex-husband? Why are you helping him?"
"Even though we have divorced, he was still the man I once loved. He doesn’t need to know but I want to support his dreams and passion."
There was a knock on the door and it flew open.
"Mr Cole, here is your coffee," the familiar voice announced and I whipped my head around to come face to face with Blake. I watched as his face fell in an instant and he narrowed his eyes into thin slits. "What are you doing here?!"