Silas's POV
I dragged that fake corpse there, then looked around to see if anyone was following me. Once I was sure, I resumed digging the hole—it was already dug, I just needed to dig slightly more.
Once the grave-like hole was ready, I pushed the corpse inside and covered it with soil.
"Bastard, this is what you get for messing with my loved ones."
I spat into the hole, but just as I turned around to leave, my foot slipped, and before I knew it, I fell into the hole myself.
"CUT!"
Director Wang shouted loudly, and everyone rushed toward me.
"Are you okay?"
I stood up on my own, refusing anyone's help. Just then, Lysander arrived.
"Silas, you're fine, right?"
"Of course, I'm fine." But in my mind, I was worried—what if Director Wang scolded me for not getting it right on the first take?
As if on cue, Director Wang walked toward me.
"Silas, you're okay, right?"
"Yes, Director. Don't worry about me. I'm sorry for causing trouble."
