Leslie Howard’s wavy long hair cascaded down like clouds, falling at her waist, as she walked gracefully, her strands catching a charming luster.
And that face, even more, was a peerlessly stunning masterpiece.
Almost as soon as she appeared in everyone’s sight, she could steal all attention and breath away.
Her fair and lustrous skin was as delicate as porcelain, and her pointed chin made her appear even more fragile and lovable.
But there are plenty of actresses who are charmingly naive; if it were just like that, it wouldn’t feel so astonishing.
The real enchantnt, the thing that made people unable to look away, were Leslie Howard’s long, slightly narrowed eyes.
When the corners of her lips lifted, forming a slight arc, her beautiful eyes would be covered with a layer of watery glow, instantly glistening brilliantly.
Not to ntion, her figure was perfect enough to make all won jealous.
Beautiful breasts, a slender waist, and curvaceous hips.
A pair of snow-white long legs, seemingly hidden and revealed under her skirt.
Though she didn’t have a supermodel’s tall and slender figure, the proportions were excellent; lower waist, and the rest was all legs.
"Leslie Howard’s face is really beautiful..."
"Hmph, what’s so great about it, I heard she spent a fortune abroad on surgery, it’s not natural."
"Even if it’s not natural, it’s still beautiful. If I could get surgery to look like that, I’d want it too."
"Shallow!"
Seeing Leslie Howard, many staff mbers and actors waiting for their scenes started whispering.
Soone even curiously asked, "Wasn’t Leslie Howard’s scene finished filming this morning? Why is she here now?"
"Who knows, I guess she’s here to watch the kiss scene between Winona Wallace and David Redington."
At these words, those around instantly showed expressions of knowing what was going on.
The rivalry between Leslie Howard and Winona Wallace was already no secret in the industry. Or more precisely, Winona Wallace was always kind to Leslie Howard, generous and tolerant.
And Leslie Howard, perhaps because her mother remarried to Winona Wallace’s father, couldn’t accept it in her heart.
So she often showed hostility to Winona Wallace in public.
Everyone knew Leslie Howard was ungrateful, taking Miss Wallace’s kindness as nothing.
"Do you think Leslie Howard will cause trouble later? She hates Winona Wallace so much, she might ruin her scenes with David Redington."
To the female staff in the crew, being able to do a kissing scene with David Redington seed like a good thing.
"How could she dare cause trouble, on what basis? Didn’t she herself film a kissing scene with the male God of the Redington? Even if she hates Winona Wallace, she should know the boundary. If she causes trouble in the crew, does she still want that role? Moreover, soone as professional as the male God of the Redington wouldn’t tolerate soone causing a fuss in the crew."
The others, hearing this, agreed.
David Redington wasn’t just an actor, he was also a producer.
And even if Leslie Howard disliked Winona Wallace, at most she’d play tricks on Winona Wallace elsewhere, surely she wouldn’t dare to act out in front of Redington and the director.
So everyone switched to a watching mode, wanting to see what Leslie Howard was up to at this ti.
"Director Henson, Ms. Redington, hello." Leslie Howard had already approached gracefully, smiling and greeting Elizabeth Henson and David Redington.
However, she perfectly ignored Winona Wallace, who was standing right next to David Redington.
Winona Wallace’s delicately painted eyebrows furrowed slightly, but rembering this was a public space, she imdiately put on a gentle deanor.
Instead, she took the initiative to greet, "Leslie, you’re here."
Leslie Howard ignored Winona Wallace and instead addressed Director Henson, "Director, I’m here to observe and learn."
An actor willing to learn is a good thing, as long as they don’t cause trouble.
Director Henson: "Hmm, then watch from the side, we will start filming soon."
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