Damian Knight...
Why is he here?
If Damian Knight is here, how can she continue pretending to be good friends with him?
However, in the next mont, what made Clarissa Stanton even more desperate was a slender figure erging from behind Damian Knight.
The girl had exquisite makeup, and her skin exposed to the air was as white as snow, like soft porcelain jade.
She only needed to stand there simply to beco a scene of her own, making everyone else in the dressing room re backdrop.
It’s Sumr Monroe!
Clarissa Stanton’s eyes widened abruptly, the light in her eyes seemingly shattering in an instant.
Sumr Monroe raised her eyes and t Clarissa Stanton’s frightened gaze, curled her lips into a smile, and said: "If it weren’t for Young Master Knight ntioning it, I wouldn’t have known I beca the movie’s leading lady? Clarissa, you’ve really got so nerve, pretending to be to beco the leading lady... Is it fun?"
Clarissa Stanton’s hands, hanging by her sides, clenched her trouser legs tightly, and she awkwardly retreated two steps.
She knows now...
Everyone knows now...
Clarissa Stanton heard the people around whispering.
"What’s going on? So Clarissa Stanton pretended to be that pretty lady to get the role?"
"I knew it! They said she’s Young Master Knight’s protected leading lady, but how could soone with such poise catch his eye?"
"Speaking of which, this young lady is truly beautiful..."
"Wait! Doesn’t this young lady look a lot like the leading lady in the comic?"
"Seems like she really does!"
Simon Sutton heard the crowd’s discussions and couldn’t help but look over at Sumr Monroe.
When his gaze touched Sumr Monroe’s face, his vision was instantly stunned.
This face... its resemblance to the original comic’s leading lady’s face is almost seventy percent!
If choosing a leading lady, then this girl would win over other candidates just by her face alone.
Simon Sutton looked at Sumr Monroe, then at Damian Knight, suppressing his inner excitent, and stepped forward to ask Damian Knight: "Young Master Knight, what’s going on here exactly? I didn’t understand what this young lady said."
Damian Knight gave a frosty glance at the speechless Clarissa Stanton, and said expressionlessly: "The one I’ve been supporting is this Miss Sumr Monroe beside , but because her nickna is Sadie, which sounds the sa as this lady here’s, I misunderstood. Now I’ve co to correct this mistake."
Simon Sutton’s mind was a bit confused, and it was the producer who stepped forward and said: "But... doesn’t Miss Clarissa Stanton have your business card?"
Damian Knight looked at Sumr Monroe.
Sumr Monroe felt Damian Knight’s gaze, coughed lightly, and looked at Clarissa Stanton asking: "Sister, when will you return the business card you took from ?"
Clarissa Stanton’s face went pale, and she was so embarrassed she wished the ground would swallow her up.
The last shred of her dignity was instantly ripped away by Sumr Monroe’s words.
She could feel the mocking stares from everyone, these looks cutting into her like knives, slicing her piece by piece.
Clarissa Stanton glared venomously at Sumr Monroe, if looks could kill, Sumr Monroe would be dead a thousand tis over right now.
Sumr Monroe fearlessly t Clarissa Stanton’s eyes, tilting her head slightly asking: "What are you looking at for? Return my business card."
Clarissa Stanton was so angry her hands trembled, she fished the business card out of her pocket and threw it in front of Sumr Monroe.
"It’s just a business card, isn’t it? Take it back! So what if you have it?"
Clarissa Stanton lifted her foot and was about to walk out, but when she passed by Damian Knight, he suddenly stretched out his long arm and stopped her.
Involuntarily, Clarissa Stanton looked up, eting Damian Knight’s cold and thin gaze.
That gaze was as cold as millennial ice.
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