"And that's a wrap. That was the last scene, people. Congratulations!" the director's voice boomed through the megaphone.
The crew erupted into cheers and applause, clapping each other on the back, hugging, and taking pictures.
The long weeks of filming had finally come to an end.
Heather let out a sigh of relief as she plopped into the nearest chair. Her body ached, but it was a good kind of ache—the kind that came after finishing something heavy. Penny sat beside her with a cold bottle of water and a towel.
"Finally," Heather murmured, twisting open the cap and taking a long sip. "It's over."
She wiped her face with the towel, the humidity clinging to her skin. The last scene had been intense.
Everything about this charity film had been. Even before production wrapped, other film houses had started reaching out to Manager Sheng.
They wanted Heather, to put her in starring roles.
VestorCorp's entertainment division was on that list too—clearly Caius's doing.
