Chapter 87

Wyatt Robert’s POV: While they were preparing for the next scene, my assistant director and I reviewed the last take. “The actress Miley Taylor still needs two more close-ups,” he said. I was about to agree, but Scarlett’s earlier reminder crossed my mind. I shook my head. “Nah, it’s fine as is.” The assistant director looked surprised. “You sure? Wouldn’t that be careless?” “If we need more, we’ll handle it in post.” “But the set and makeup are still intact right now. It’d be easier—” “Remind me… who’s the director here?” I raised an eyebrow. “Right, you are!” He quickly backed down. Just then, Noah Wood walked in from outside. “Mr. Robert, Mr. Robinson is here.” Instinctively, I glanced toward Scarlett. Her head was lowered, eyes fixed on the script in her hands as she scribbled notes, as if the world around her didn’t exist. I rubbed my nose awkwardly. “Take Mr. Robinson to the meeting room.” “Got it!” Noah turned and left. Not long after, voices and scattered footsteps passed outsi