"Whichever hand touched, cut off that one!" Adrian Walyon coldly threw out the words to a few people, found a chair to sit down, and pulled Sumr Sutton to his side, grabbing a tissue to wipe her face.
He didn’t like seeing Sumr Sutton in heavy makeup.
With such thick foundation, like a ghost; he couldn’t see where the beauty was.
Sumr Sutton obediently stood by his side, letting him wipe her face the whole ti.
Charles Smith was taken away by a few n in black; a few minutes later, the sound of a pig being slaughtered scread through the set.
The sound was so shrill it could be heard from afar.
Sumr Sutton shivered, but said nothing.
This kind of disrespectful behavior towards actresses should serve as a lesson.
Although Adrian Walyon’s lesson was a bit too cold-blooded.
Adrian Walyon was still helping her remove her makeup.
The tissue he used wasn’t very convenient.
Ariella Sawyer kindly offered him a box of makeup remover pads and water.
Adrian Walyon continued to wipe Sumr Sutton’s face after taking them.
His actions were ticulous, like he was tending to a delicate doll.
Only when Sumr Sutton’s face was wiped clean and plain did he feel sowhat satisfied.
The director watched his actions from the side and seized the opportunity to say sothing flattering.
"Young Master Walyon, your wife truly has a talent for acting. With looks and temperant like this, along with the groundwork, if she debuts, she’ll certainly be famous dostically and abroad."
He was purely expressing his opinion.
In today’s entertainnt circle, truly talented actors are becoming scarce, with more manufactured celebrity personas.
The director felt it was a pity to waste soone as talented as Sumr Sutton.
Adrian Walyon glanced at him indifferently, expressionlessly saying, "Do you think soone from the Walyon Family needs to act?"
The director was left speechless by his retort.
Indeed, does soone from the Walyon Family need to act?
The generally envied celebrity industry might not even be looked at by those in the Walyon Family.
Moreover, the entertainnt industry is chaotic, with many unspoken rules, especially for actresses who can easily suffer losses.
A man like Adrian Walyon would absolutely not allow his woman to suffer any tiny loss!
"Is acting fun?" Adrian looked at Sumr Sutton beside him and asked.
"It’s okay," Sumr Sutton honestly replied.
For her, really, it was just about occasionally being an extra, purely for fun.
Knowing Adrian Walyon didn’t like her being in the lilight, acting various romantic scenes with a bunch of male actors, she seriously added, "I could just be a background extra, playing a tree stump, flowers, grass, those that just stand without speaking or moving."
The director broke out in a sweat, "What do you an not speaking, not moving? That would be wasting your talent."
"Then playing a maid works too, serving tea and water, attending to the young ladies, the second misses and such."
The director’s forehead was sweating even more.
"Madam, if you play a maid, the leading actresses would be hard to cast! Whoever plays them would be overshadowed by the maid!"
He was speaking the truth, as Sumr Sutton’s looks weren’t ant for playing a maid.
"Sumr was born to be a leading actress!" Ariella Sawyer chid in.
The three of them discussed seriously, as if completely forgetting Adrian Walyon was sitting beside them.
"Mrs. Walyon!" Adrian Walyon suddenly interrupted them, reminding, "Don’t forget your producer’s dream! If you work in back-end roles, focus on behind the scenes! Don’t even think about anything else!"
Sumr Sutton stuck out her tongue, tily ending the conversation.
Indeed, her dream was to be a producer.
To be an excellent producer like her father!
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