Chapter 251 Don't Wet Your Pants

• Elaine sat quietly in the corner, her script pressed gently against her lap. The pages felt heavy in her hands, but she barely noticed. Her mind was already deep in the scene ahead.
• In this moment, Elizabeth was about to face a writhing mass of snakes, each one slithering with deadly intent. Elizabeth's martial arts would shine as she danced through danger, her every move calculated, every strike perfect.
• Even though Director Spielberg had welcomed Elaine into the project, her past clung to her like a shadow. No matter how far she tried to run from it, there it was, waiting.