Ivy was surprised to see Anna waiting alone at the lobby the next morning. As she made her way towards the exit, Anna made an advancement to stop Ivy before she could leave.
“Ivy, can I talk to you for a few minutes?” She had a bright smile as she spoke.
Ivy agreed, and they sat down on the sofa. “Well, about what you saw yesterday…” She trailed off, biting her lips awkwardly. “Will you please keep it a secret?”
Ivy shrugged. “I will.” She had no free time to spread gossip around the set; it just wasn’t in her personality.
Anna breathed a sigh of relief. “Thank you. I’m glad it was you who caught us; if it were one of the crew, there would have been a possibility of a scandal appearing in the news.”
Ivy smiled halfheartedly. “Yeah, we better get going…”
Anna chuckled. “Oh, you’re right. I really don’t want to see Stephen’s deep wrinkles again.”
They both stood up, left the hotel, and headed to the set. Anna had a few scenes for the day, while Ivy had a lot of them, but the day’s filming scheduled her scenes into two equal portions that were to be filmed at different times.
After Anna concluded one of the scenes with Ivy, Anna’s assistant went over to her and wrapped her in a jacket. “There’s gossip on set,” she informed Anna, shrouding her voice in a whisper. She arranged the collar on her jacket and added, “They say you hooked up with one of the actors. I don’t know which one they were referring to.”
Anna’s face enveloped with a scowl. This was what she was afraid of; this was the very reason she requested Ivy to keep it a secret. It seems the secret was leaked, but by who? She pondered. She was certain no one saw them after Ivy left; she made sure to bolt the doors.
“Damn it.” She slammed her foot on the ground and walked around the set in hopes of finding the source of the gossip. She walked past some cleaners perching at the side of the corridor. Their discussion reached her ears and she paused to listen.
“Do you think they are involved in a romantic relationship?” a short-haired young girl asked the other in a low tone.
“I heard they kissed in the restroom,” the other female responded in a whisper, but Anna heard everything clearly as she was right behind them.
“That means they definitely hooked up…”
“She is a slut, why did she offer herself willingly to him? Everyone knows George is a Casanova.”
“She wants something fleshy in her holes; that’s why she gave herself as a free sex toy.”
They were well aware many actresses feel infatuation towards George once they set their eyes on him.
After the short gossip, they turned around to get back to work, but while they were on their way, their eyes landed on a figure standing with her arms crossed.
“Allow me to ride along the gossip.”
Anna frowned at the two females. As usual, celebrities’ personal lives were always a source of gossip, but what annoyed her most was the way both of them shamelessly reacted after they saw her. They exchanged glances with a scoff and walked past her, but Anna wasn’t letting them off so easily.
“Come back here, come say that to my face.” She grabbed their hair and propelled them backward. “Repeat what you said!” Her yelling called the attention of other members of the crew close by. They quickly gathered around to watch the commotion unfolding. The two cleaners screamed in pain. “Let go,” they cried in chorus, struggling to break free. Anna refused to release them; she held on as her face turned red. Their earlier words still echoed in her head, making her blood boil.
“Say that again, or I’ll rip your hair and feed it to you!” She was losing control of herself. The others watching wondered what the cleaners must have done to anger her to such an extent.
“Let go of me!” The short-haired one kicked her thigh, but Anna refused to budge. In fact, she tightened her grip; she wasn’t ready to release them until they did what she asked.
“Are you guys just going to watch? Do something!” Seeing the way the others were standing, watching the fight with no intention to liberate the two cleaners, the girl had to speak. And yet, they were still not ready to stop Anna.
The commotion had gotten to the ears of the others at the filming set, including Anna’s personal assistant. Even director Tim got the information. Someone told him, but he didn’t bother leaving the scene they were filming to see the immature women fight.
“Anna!” Her personal assistant’s face dropped when he saw Anna frantically yanking the cleaners’ hair. “Anna, stop!” She ran to her and tried to stop her, but Anna wasn’t yielding.
“I said, repeat what you called me.” She adamantly demanded, adding more force to her pull.
Anna’s assistant, seeing she wasn’t ready to back down, clung onto her waist and pulled her back. She finally succeeded in getting her to release them, but it took a lot of her strength to achieve that.
“What got into you?”
“Don’t touch me!” Anna snapped, pushing her away. Her breath heavy from the intense tussle. She shot dead stares at the two cleaners; she really wanted them to repeat their exact words to her face. “If you two…” Her assistant held her hand before she resumed the tussle.
“Calm down.”
“Why would she calm down; the truth hurts,” the short-haired cleaner boldly interjected. “You are a slut, you hear me, A SLUT!” Her words were fierce; she refused to be the loser. She had no strength to win in the tussle, but she had her mouth. “You are busy sleeping around with other men when you’re engaged.” Those words hammered into Anna and she walked toward her with a clomp to start another round.
Amidst the commotion, an undercover member of the media was secretly taking down the new scandal for the celebrity news.