The private jet hummed softly as it soared through the skies, the cabin offering a luxurious and serene environment. Daisy sat by the window, her gaze occasionally shifting from the clouds outside to the lively conversation happening beside her.

“...and then he had the audacity to tell me that he deserved the lead role because he had better hair,” Veronica said, throwing her hands up in exasperation.

Clara, seated between them, stifled a giggle. “Better hair? Wasn’t he balding?”

“Exactly! That’s why I couldn’t take him seriously!” Veronica exclaimed, her eyes sparkling with amusement. “But the worst part? He actually managed to convince the director to rewrite half of the...