The woman smiled awkwardly, trying to diffuse the situation and said, "Amanda, I didn’t notice. I left the clothes here, and when Aurelia finishes her makeup, make sure she puts them on. If there’s any problem, co find . I’m leaving now."
"Such a snob." Amanda Fuller snorted coldly at the woman’s departing figure. She was a straightforward person, always despising those who bullied newcors, often bluntly speaking her mind, making everyone in the crew afraid to upset her.
The woman from the wardrobe team must have understood this and quickly left.
"Ignore people like her. I watched your previous performances, and they’re good. Keep it up." Amanda Fuller smiled encouragingly at Aurelia Shaw.
Aurelia looked at Amanda’s enchanting face. Amanda was a woman around 25 years old, competent and fashionable, with a bold and straightforward personality. Such a character was not fit for the entertainnt industry, as it could offend many people.
Recalling Amanda Fuller’s fate in her previous life, Aurelia slightly narrowed her almond eyes.
"Thank you." Aurelia smiled and lifted her head to say to Amanda, "You too."
Amanda was taken aback, looking at the girl’s surprisingly exquisite face for her age, feeling a mont of fleeting thought—this girl would one day stand at the pinnacle of this stage. Her looks and deanor predestined her to shine brilliantly in this field.
"Yes." Amanda Fuller ward her usually indifferent gaze. "If you really love this line of work, stick with it. Incidents like today will happen often, but when you truly stand atop this industry, they won’t dare treat you this way anymore."
Aurelia was stunned for a mont, not expecting the usually aloof woman to say this to her as a senior. Was she encouraging her?
Comforting her by saying that the attitudes of these people don’t matter, because once you succeed, they’ll co groveling to you?
What an outwardly cold but inwardly warm-hearted woman.
It seems fate had not abandoned her.
Amanda Fuller didn’t know that her unintended concern for this girl would change her destiny for the latter half of her life.
"The wardrobe team kept urging you to try on the costu. Maybe there’s sothing wrong with it; do you need to check it?" Amanda Fuller asked.
Aurelia’s eyes deepened, looking at the costu with an ambiguous expression, and said calmly, "No need, could you please help get into the dressing room and bring the costu in as well?"
Since Aurelia said so, Amanda didn’t say anything further. After all, she wasn’t familiar with the girl and was used to being reserved, not liking to ddle in others’ affairs. She helped Aurelia into the dressing room and brought the costu inside.
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On set.
Caleb animatedly discussed the script details with Eleanor Spencer while the makeup artist touched up Eleanor’s makeup. Most of the staff gathered around Eleanor Spencer, who, despite being a newcor for under two years, was treated better than so veterans.
Eleanor occasionally furrowed her brow in puzzlent, looking at Caleb. The forty-sothing Caleb, under her gaze, flustered for a mont before pretending to be calm to explain the specifics to her.
Such a gentle yet beautiful woman, which man wouldn’t fall for her?
Only a fool wouldn’t!
—— Divider ——
"Achoo!" Mason Nightshade sneezed, rubbed his nose, and furrowed his brow in confusion. Who’s talking bad about him behind his back? Turning to shout to the assistant in the other room, "Ignatius Yates, you’re working overti this weekend, no breaks!"
Assistant Ignatius Yates with a dumbfounded expression: What??? What happened? Why am I getting blad while doing nothing???
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