One Throne, Two Women
Honey Heating
The next few days, the media reported on the cooperation between Mi-Star and Union Group. With this cooperation, Mi-Star managed to rise and occupy a position as the most advanced company in the country today.
"Your plan worked, Nat. Mike ate your bait. After this, you'll attack Tatiana, won't you?" Deril said by phone.
"What is the bait for the woman that she has also eaten?" Ask Hinata in a flat tone.
"Well, there's only been a discourse. True you said, Union Group did ask artists from our company to be a brand ambassador for its perfume products. Most likely, Tatiana will be chosen later. Although actually.."
Deril's words hang.
"What's up, Ril?" Ask Hinata.
"Aren't you overreacting to let Tatiana take this golden opportunity? I mean, why don't you just ask Mike to make you a brand ambassador for the perfume?" Tanya Deril proposes.
"Deril. if I eat my own bait. Then how am I going to catch my game fish? Don't forget our original purpose for doing all this. Okay!" Hinata said firmly.
"Oh. Alright. I just propose. I mean, why don't you.."
Deril's speech was instantly cut by Hinata.
"If you propose the same idea again, then I will fire you from this plan!" Threaten Hinata half-joking half-seriously.
"Hey! Just relax, Miss. Ja. Ja. Ja. We follow your plan, okay? Next, what else am I supposed to do, Nat?"
"Immediately make Tiana eat her bait. And tell me his success as much as possible in the media. Let him enjoy his last days of glory. Before we drop them both at the same time. Isn't my plan clear enough, Ril? Don't ask me to repeat it again!" It is Hinata who is getting upset with Deril.
"Ready! Oh yeah, Nat. I thought you changed the number. But apparently not," said Deril suddenly.
"Why do you think that, Ril?" Hinata asked confusedly.
"Well.. James asked me yesterday. He asked if you had changed your number. And I said no.."
Deg. Deg.
Hearing the name James, has made Hinata's mind again muddled with a sense that began to rumble in his chest.
The phone conversation stopped for a moment. Until the voice came back Deril said.
"Looks like James can't call your number" Deril paused his sentence.
With a doubt, the young man asked,
"Are you avoiding him, Nat? Is your relationship okay sa-"
"I have to go filming now. Bye, Gil!" Pamit Hinata just like that.
Clik.
And the phone with Deril was cut off afterwards.
Hinata leaned her dizzy head against the back of the sofa in the living room. He had just finished his gym when Deril suddenly called.
Deril's report of a plan to take down Mike-Tatiana made his heart a little relieved. But once Deril mentioned the name of James, the submission hit Hinata again.
Hinata did block James' number on her phone. This is so that the man does not constantly call or send messages.
"Hhhhhh.." Hinata let out a tired, deep breath.
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LINK's music video filming finally began that weekend. The place is in the golf hills.
It took several takes before the scene with Remy finally managed to satisfy Mr. Lee, the music video director.
After the scene with Remy, Hinata then fight acting with Tatiana. Both of them showed the scene while they were having a picnic in the park. The two seemed to be talking and laughing together.
"Cuts! Okay fine! We'll end it here!" Shouted Mr. Lee, ended filming that day.
...
In the dressing room..
Hinata felt quite tired after finishing filming on this day. Honestly speaking. This was her first experience filming a music video.
In the past when he was still successful, Hinata usually only took job desk ads, photo shoots for magazines and articles, and participated in fashion shows only.
Shooting a music video actually bears a resemblance to filming an ad. However, in the process of filming a music video takes longer. It has to be done in a few different places.
While filming ads can usually be completed in just one day and in the same place.
"You're pretty good, Nat!" Praise Tatiana who has finished changing clothes first.
The woman appears to be sitting on a high chair. Some of his assistants seemed to be busy around Tatiana. There are those who hold drinks, fan Tatiana, and massage the legs of the model.
Seeing Tatiana, Hinata only realized how bossy Tatiana was at the moment.
"Well, you're definitely more experienced at this, Tii. Surely you've been training hard for the past few years," Hinata praised as she removed the earring accessories from her ears.
"Well, it's true what you said, Nat. Years of experience has indeed trained me to become a senior among the new models. But this isn't really that hard. You obviously need dexterity and the ability to stay afloat in this entertainment world" Tatiana said.
'She intended to say that she was more senior among the new models! Please just be proud for a while, Tii. Because soon, you will lose that confidence you are proud of!' rutuk Hinata in heart.
"Well, of course, Senior Tiana..!" Praise Hinata with a fake smile.
Receiving praise from Hinata, Tatiana also seemed to smile with satisfaction.
"You know, Nat! I'd recommend your name to some magazine editor I know. That way, you can be famous again. Although maybe it will not be as famous as it used to be, yes." added Tatiana with a haughty tone.
"Thank you, Tii. You are my best friend!" Hinata said again with a fake smile.
"Hmm. I'd better go home first. You want to come to my limousine, Nat? I'll take you home?" Tawar Tatiana with a friendly face.
"Ah.no need, Tii.. Mike's gonna pick me up later" Hinata refused to heat up the honey.
And the effort worked.
"Mike's gonna pick you up? But, isn't he currently usually busy at the office?" Tatiana did not believe it.
"She is usually busy. But if I ask him to come pick me up, he will definitely pick me up, Tii.." said Hinata back to heat up ex his best friend.
Hinata did not see any further Tatiana's reaction. Because the next second, a crew came and said that Mike was waiting for him in front.
"Well! That's Mike! Then, I'll go home first, Tii. See you tomorrow!" Pamit Hinata with a big smile. This time, his smile was real real he gave to his ex friend.
'Haha! Hot, hot you, Tii!!' kekeh Hinata without a sound.
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