Revegenful Billionaire

Chapter 19 | Replacing Cast

As soon as he got into his tent, Carlotta let go of his grip on Alessandro's hand. The woman folded her hands in front of her chest. "What exactly do you want?" He asks.

Alessandro scrunched his forehead. "Aren't you the one who's repeatedly looking at me for help?"

"What's? Can you repeat it again?" Carlotta was left with no reasonable answer from Alessandro.

Alessandro noticed that sweat was beginning to appear on Carlotta's face and neck. "Are you hot in here?"

"Don't distract, Alessandro." Carlotta brushed off Alessandro's hand trying to wipe his sweat.

"Let me turn on the cooler." Alessandro rushed to the end of the room to do so. Once the coolant is on, it's back on Carlotta. "Are you often hot? You can move into my tent. It's colder there."

A tempting offer, actually, because lately Carlotta is often sultry, for some reason.

Carlotta shook her head resolutely, trying to cast off the pleasant shadow of the cold tent. "No. I don't need your help. In any case. Stop interfering and if you can, get as far away from here as you can."

"Sit down, honey." Alessandro pulled out a chair and led Carlotta to sit there.

Carlotta complied, but her countenance was irritated. "Don't call me that!"

Alessandro shrugged his shoulders. "Why indeed? Marco Bruni does that all the time with you."

Carlotta was at a loss for words. Alessandro compares himself to Marco. "You're different! Marco is like my brother. Old sister, more precisely. You're definitely not like that."

Alessandro looked at Carlotta. "Then what am I to you, Carlotta?"

"You.." 'everything I can't have', Carlotta said inwardly. "You obviously like women, not like Marco."

Alessandro. "Of course I like women. Especially beautiful women. You, for example."

Carlotta grunting. "Don't think I don't know. Sexy women in and out of your private house in Verona to cheer you up."

Alessandro is surprised, but delighted, to learn that Carlotta is still reading news about herself in the media. "Well, what's going on? Are you jealous?"

"In your dreams!"

Alessandro laughed out loud. "Carlotta, honey, what am I supposed to do with you?"

Carlotta ignored that. "About this movie, you'd ruin the whole script if you omitted some scenes, Alessandro."

Laughter disappeared from Alessandro's face. The man then walked back and forth for a moment in front of Carlotta.

"Alright," he said relented. "I won't eliminate any scenes."

Carlotta stood up. By reflex, he almost threw himself at Alessandro to express his gratitude, but fortunately he regained his senses before actually doing so.

Instead, he smiled sweetly at the man. "Thank you for your understanding, Alessandro. I didn't expect you to agree so soon."

Alessandro said nothing. He walked quickly back to the set, where everyone was waiting for his decision. Carlotta followed behind him. A happy smile still adorned the woman's face.

"I'm not going to miss any scenes in this movie." Alessandro. Johann looks relieved. Some of the rest of the crew cheered in joy at the decision. Alessandro is not finished talking. "But I have conditions."

Everyone is silent.

"What's that requirement?" Johann asked.

"Carlotta won't do a kiss scene with him." Alessandro appoints Antonio Aquinas in disgust. "I want a stunt double."

Everyone's eyes are on Fabrizio, stunt actor Antonio.

Alessandro nodded again. "Not him either."

Johann back in a waistline. "Then, who will replace my main actor?"

Alessandro smiled. "I."

***

Carlotta gasped at Alessandro's statement. And it turns out that he wasn't the only one who was surprised. The only person who seemed to have suspected Alessandro's next behavior was Marco Bruni.

"Don't fuck around, Alessandro!" Carlotta Whispers.

Carlotta hastily smothered Alessandro's mouth, fearing that the man was speaking something he wasn't.

Carlotta turned around and quickly apologized. Then, he said, "I leave the decision to Mr. von Schiller."

Johann seemed to weigh in seriously. "But you're taller than Antonio, Signor Ferrara. Your body posture is also different. We'll have trouble editing the footage."

Alessandro walked over to Johann and patted the man on the shoulder. "I'm sure your team can do well. I trust you. You're great."

There is no other way, Johann thought as he rolled his eyes. Rather than the film being destroyed, it was better that he agreed to this. "alright. We'll continue filming tomorrow. Today the wardrobe team will customize the new costume of Signor Ferrara."

Alessandro smiled with satisfaction. This is how the world should go. Everyone obeyed his wishes.

***

Marco Bruni followed Carlotta into the tent and immediately asked his team to tidy up the girl's belongings.

"Are you okay, my dear?" Marco asked.

Carlotta shakes. "I'll never be okay if he keeps bothering me."

Needless to say, Marco already knew who 'he' Carlotta meant.

"We need to be patient, honey. Filming was only scheduled for six months. After that, we'll be free of him forever." Marco began massaging the back of Carlotta's neck, which seemed tense.

"I need brandy." Carlotta.

Marco is on standby. "No. You can't touch alcohol before your monthly schedule comes."

Carlotta glared at Marco. "Do you think I'm pregnant?"

"It's not so, honey. Do you remember me limiting alcohol consumption? I think your moon's coming moment will be a moment that we should celebrate in the near future. What say?"

Carlotta pout. "But I want something hard now."

"Tell me any other food you want. I'll buy it for you." Persuade Marco.

Carlotta closed her eyes, imagining what food was roughly suitable to eat right now. A pizza? A paste? Nope, no. Something sweet seems to taste delicious.

"Marco, do you remember that cake shop in Verona that was just down the road to our old school?" Ask Carlotta.

Marco nodded. "of course. The owner is a French chef, right?"

Carlotta nodded enthusiastically. "Their shop uses real Belgian chocolate as the raw material for its cakes."

"You want me to get you some real Belgian chocolate?" Marco offers.

"No" said Carlotta. "I'm more interested in their strawberry cheesecake for now."

"Strawberry cheesecakes?" Marco began to massage his own forehead.

"Yes!" Carlotta exclaimed cheerfully. "You said you'd buy me whatever I wanted, right?"

"But I have to drive 14 hours by car back and forth to get the cake you want." Marco blushed his lips.

Carlotta smile. "I'll wait patiently for him, Marco."

Marco scratched his own neck though it didn't itch. "Then who will take you home if I have to go to Verona now? Who will prepare your needs for filming tomorrow?"

Carlotta laughs. "I can go home by myself in a taxi, Marco. Don't fret. And I can still prepare my own needs."

"I can't leave you there, honey. But I'm gonna find someone who can." Marco replied in the end. "You wait here for a minute. Don't go anywhere."

Marco then said to the people on his team. "You're all here for a minute, please take care of Carlotta. Please make sure he doesn't get angry and give him a drink. Just mineral water!"

"Well, Signor!" The people in his team exclaimed compactly.

Marco nodded, then sauntered out. Secretly, he went inside the tent belonging to the executive producer.

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