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The man glanced in the direction of Mr. Witt’s gaze and said with a smile, “Mr. Witt, are you so busy that your fainted? This is Thomas.”

“Thomas?”

Mr. Witt was surprised.

He knew of Thomas. A mysterious figure, acquainted with Ben and Susan, likely some hidden big shot.

Yet, this big shot had been mingling around his set, helping out for free.

Over time, everyone started treating him like part of the crew.

But today, Thomas looked different.

He had clearly dressed up, looking handsome with a hint of charm, a stark contrast to his previously

unremarkable appearance.

Thomas walked straight toward Theresa.

Theresa was a little nervous.

What was Thomas doing approaching her in front of everyone?

“Rose,” Thomas said seriously, “look, my hands are empty, aren’t they?

Theresa gazed at his empty hands, nodding in confusion.

With a smile, Thomas made a grabbing gesture in the air, and suddenly, a rose appeared in his hand.

He offered it to Theresa. “For you.”

Theresa was speechless.

“What are you doing?” she asked.

“Just a bit of magic,” Thomas replied nonchalantly.

Theresa took a deep breath. “And then?”

“And then?” Thomas said calmly, “If you like, perhaps you’d consider being my girlfriend?”

“Wow.”

The crew burst into excitement.

Everyone started cheering and teasing.

“Thomas, you’re impressive, using a rose to woo Rose!”

“I salute you,

man.”

“Say yes to him, say yes.”

Thomas was popular among the crew, and surprisingly, most of them were cheering for him.

Thomas waved his hand. “Calm down, everyone. I’m not worthy of Rose yet. I’m just expressing my feelings. But I’ll keep striving, and one day, I’ll be the man who truly deserves her.”

Theresa was speechless.

The crowd became even more excited.

“You’ve got guts!”

“Go Thomas!”

“Rose, think about it.”

In the midst of the noise, Theresa lowered her voice, her words tinged with frustration. “Thomas, what are you

doing?”

“Pursuing you,” Thomas replied, his voice steady and unchanging.

Theresa glared at him, her voice dropping even lower. “Did we agree to forget about last night?”

Thomas let out a wry smile. “This has nothing to do with that. I simply want to pursue you. I like you.”

“Bah.” Theresa didn’t believe it at all.

After a moment of silence, Thomas spoke softly, “If it weren’t for my feelings for you, why do you think I make it a point to meet you every day? Why do you think I traveled miles to find you in Snowstock?”

“It’s not because of Mrs. Smith…”

Thomas looked at her. “Do you believe that? If I were that obedient, I wouldn’t still be single.

Theresa fell silent.

Thomas said, “We’ve had some misunderstandings before. It’s normal for you not to trust me. But that’s okay, time will prove everything.”

Theresa squinted her eyes. “Monica…”

Thomas let out a bitter laugh. “A first love, but I’ve moved on.”

Theresa kept squinting. “And Mr. Landor…”

Thomas paused. “Ben? Is there a problem?” NôvelDrama.Org holds text © rights.

Theresa coughed.

For a while, she was convinced that Thomas’s true affection was for Ben, and Monica was just a smokescreen.

“No problem,” Theresa said, trying to cover up.

“Then consider this your permission for me to pursue you,” Thomas said warmly.

He had come to terms with his feelings, determined not to let this chance slip away.

“Suit yourself,” Theresa murmured, her head down, hiding the blush on her face.

As the two whispered.

Mr. Witt, the director, watched with keen interest.

He said with someone nearby, “There’s definitely something between Thomas and Rose.”

“Really? I support Thomas, but Rose is a top model. She’s out of his league,” another person replied.

“You don’t understand,” Mr. Witt said, his eyes on Thomas, recalling his awkward magic trick earlier. A spark of inspiration hit him.

The previous script!

Despite having refined it for a long time, Mr. Witt always felt that his script lacked a final touch.

But now, he had an epiphany.

The script’s female lead was well–developed.

But the male lead was too perfect, too unapproachable.

Such a character, though flawless, lacked memorable traits. For a film, this was a recipe for mediocrity.

Watching Thomas.

A keyword flashed across Mr. Witt’s mind.

Shameless.

Blind.

Yet, someone who steps up when it counts.

This kind of male lead would not only heighten the drama but also add a touch of relatability to the post- apocalyptic movie.

As for who could play this role…

Mr. Witt’s gaze fixed on Thomas.

Wasn’t the perfect candidate right there?

With newfound inspiration.

Mr. Witt secluded himself for a few hours, rewriting the beginning, and then immediately sought out Thomas.

Minutes later.

Thomas, holding the script, looked baffled at Mr. Witt. “Me, as the lead? I have no experience.”

Mr. Witt smiled. “Neither does Rose, but acting is often more about talent than experience. I believe in Rose, and I believe in you.”

Thomas was still anxious. “Sorry… I still think…”

“If you don’t do it, I’ll have to find someone else. You’ve seen the script. There are several kissing scenes. Rose, being so professional, will undoubtedly give her all. So, you know, when the time comes…”

Before Mr. Witt could finish, Thomas quickly said, “I’ll do it!”

Mr. Witt’s face broke into a sly grin. “That’s more like it! This time, we’ll write the script as we shoot. What you have is all we’ve got for now. Memorize it, and we start shooting tomorrow.”

Thomas was speechless.

Start shooting tomorrow?

He suddenly felt overwhelmed.

Mr. Witt patted his shoulder encouragingly. “Just be yourself.”

Thomas was speechless.

He had just read the script.

The new male lead was simply a shameless scoundrel.

“Is it enough for him to act in his own way?”

Was this an insult?

Thomas felt a mix of sadness and anger, but then he remembered that if he didn’t take the role, someone else would be acting alongside Theresa.

Emergency calls only

Resigned to his fate, he thought, “If being shameless is what it takes

then so be it.”

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He would accept this persona.

The next day.

Mr. Witt appeared on set, brimming with energy. He announced the script’s revision and Thomas as the new lead.

Both pieces of news were quite a bombshell.

The crew couldn’t help but be stunned.

Especially Theresa.

She was almost doubting her own ears.

Thomas?

The male lead?

Was she hallucinating?

“Rose, I look forward to working with you,” Thomas said, already standing in front of her with a grin.

Theresa massaged her forehead, accepting this bizarre twist of fate.

The news of last–minute cast and script changes for the Love in Bitter Winter film quickly spread.

Henri heard about it.

He couldn’t help but scoff.

She had thought that Mr. Witt would come up with a way to solve the problem, but in the end, he came up

such a bad idea.

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He really could think of letting Thomas who had never been in contact with the entertainment industry to be the male lead of the crew!

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Originally, with this script, he was worried that the movie would go viral.

But now… he was really not worried at all.

The movie was over.

Henri immediately hired some online influencers to start a negative campaign against the movie.

He changed the script before the battle.

The male and female lead were newcomers who had no acting experience.

It seemed that this was indeed a reservation of a bad film.

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10.01

The internet was abuzz with skepticism.

But the Love in Bitter Winter crew didn’t respond to any of it.

Mr. Witt didn’t care about the outside noise; he was focused solely on bringing his vision to life.

As for the doubts and criticism, he believed the best response would be through the quality of their work.