My Flash Romance With the Richest Mogul



An hour later, Simona arrived at the entrance of a film set, a sprawling studio alive with the hustle and bustle of multiple crews working on various productions. After a few inquiries, she finally located the set she was looking for.

The set was a hive of activity, filled with busy workers, lead actors, and a crowd of extras in period costumes. It was for a historical drama.

Her arrival didn't garner much attention. Most people likely assumed she was part of the crew.

It didn't take long for her to spot Zera.

Zera, dressed in an elaborate period costume, was seated in her chair, resting between takes. Her assistant, Trix Walsh, attended to her dutifully, offering a water bottle and occasionally fanning her in the heat.

The temperature had been high lately, and their traditional costumes were rather thick.

As Simona observed Zera, she couldn't help but notice something faintly familiar about her features. From certain angles, Zera bore a subtle resemblance to Wendy.

But it was fleeting-a mere shadow of similarity. In Simona's eyes, Wendy was far more beautiful. Wendy also possessed a strength and relentless drive that Zera didn't have.

Wendy's resilience wasn't something innate. It had been forged by a lifetime of hardships. The kind of trials that could easily break a person, leaving them defeated and hollow, had only made her stronger.

Instead of crumbling under the weight of her struggles, Wendy had clawed her way forward, carving out a path entirely her own.

It was that indomitable will that Simona admired most about her, setting Wendy apart from anyone else.

Perhaps she had been staring for too long, for Zera soon noticed. Their eyes met.

She frowned slightly, puzzled by the woman who had been staring at her. Simona didn't seem like a fan, nor did she appear to be part of the crew.

"Go find out who that is and why she's been staring at me," Zera instructed Trix with a frown.

Trix immediately approached

Simona, her tone sharp and

impatient. "Who are you? Why are you standing here staring at Zera? Are you one of her fans? If so, sorry to disappoint you, but Zera's about to start filming and can't give autographs right now. You need to leave and stop disrupting her focus."

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Simona raised an eyebrow, her expression cold and indifferent. She didn't know much about the entertainment industry, but the little she had looked into was enough to tell her that Zera was no more than a minor celebrity.

This show had her playing the secondary female lead, a role she had landed only because Aiken had funded the production. Without that financial backing, Zera's abysmal acting skills would have seen her struggling even to secure a minor role.

Simona thought that Aiken had far too much money to burn, wasting it on a woman with such poor acting skills. He had probably already lined up a female lead role for her in the next production.

The more Simona thought about it, the more disgusted she felt. And the more she reflected, the more she lamented how much time Wendy had wasted.

Growing impatient with Simona's silence, Trix scowled. "What's your deal? If you don't speak up, I will call security to have you thrown out." Finally, Simona spoke, her tone sharp and commanding. "Tell Zera I'm Simona Parkinson, Aiken's sister, and I need to see her." Trix's demeanor shifted slightly at the mention of Aiken. While she hadn't heard of Simona, she was well aware of who Aiken was. Zera's assistant, who was practically glued to her side every day, was well aware that Zera had a sugar daddy backing her career. That sugar daddy was none other than Aiken. Zera had managed to secure this secondary female lead role entirely because Aiken had poured money into the production.

Without his financial backing, her lack of refined acting skills and the absence of any substantial past work would have left her struggling to get such an opportunity. If her abilities were even slightly better, Aiken's influence might have been enough to land her the female lead role in this project. noveldrama