Itching, still feeling very itchy, it’s so uncomfortable.
Eleanor Spencer tugged on Nancy Carter’s clothes, rubbing vigorously against her.
Nancy Carter saw the scratch marks all over her body from her scratching, furrowed her brows, grabbed her hand, and said sternly, "Stop scratching, Isabel! Keep going and your face will be ruined!"
"No, I can’t, it’s so itchy, I’m so itchy, please scratch , I’m begging you, Nancy, please help scratch, okay?"
Eleanor Spencer lifted her small face, her cheeks flushed like peach blossoms, her beguiling eyes carrying a hint of glamour, looking at her pleadingly.
Nancy Carter was stunned, her heart skipped a beat, this face, pure and seductive at the sa ti, even she felt tempted, but—
Nancy Carter’s face darkened, "No... um..."
Eleanor Spencer actually pounced on Nancy Carter, "Nancy, think of sothing fast, I’m itching to death!"
At this mont, Nancy Carter froze in place, her pupils suddenly constricted, a trembling voice ca from her throat, "I... Isabel!"
...
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"I heard Eleanor Spencer got into trouble." Amanda Fuller said, she had just co back after getting so information from outside.
Aurelia Shaw was removing her makeup, and upon hearing this, remained unmoved.
"I heard she suddenly acted provocatively in the lounge just now, the staff recorded all her ugly actions, if it weren’t for her agent stopping them, they would’ve caught indecent photos, tsk tsk, seemingly pure and clean on the surface, who would’ve thought her private life is so ssy." Amanda Fuller remarked, she had no feud with Eleanor Spencer, but she had long found Eleanor a bit disagreeable.
She always acted gentle and considerate to everyone, either truly gentle-natured or just pretending to be a demure bitch!
But in this day and age, how can anyone really have such a good character?
Yet those n were all entranced by her vixen charm.
But now it’s good, her true colors have finally been revealed.
Aurelia Shaw’s lips curved ever so slightly as she took off her costu, tossing it together with the one she wore yesterday onto the adjacent seat.
Amanda Fuller glanced at it, feeling the costu seed a bit familiar, then she rembered, isn’t this the costu the eccentric wardrobe team sent over a few days ago?
"Do you need to send these costus to the wardrobe team?" Amanda Fuller asked, rembering how the wardrobe person seed to care about this costu.
"No need." Aurelia Shaw said, "Leave it there, I’ll take care of it, you don’t touch it."
Not sure if it was Amanda Fuller’s imagination, but she always felt that when Aurelia said "don’t touch," she said it particularly solemnly. Maybe she just doesn’t like her costu being touched by others, artists often have so kind of quirks, and Amanda didn’t think much of it.
Suddenly, a flash of inspiration struck her mind, Amanda Fuller grabbed her phone and sneaked out of the dressing room, giving her brother a call: "Hey, bro, let tell you, I fild so new theater footage today, I’ll send it to you..."
A certain makeup artist’s little fangirl started her brainwashing journey on her own brother’s star fandom.
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Night Corp Tower’s top floor office area—the CEO’s office.
Mason Nightshade loosened his tie, threw it on the sofa, undid two buttons on his collar, sank into the sofa, his long legs crossed, raising an eyebrow, he looked at the enchanting man opposite him, "Didn’t I tell you, without my permission, you’re not allowed to randomly enter my office."
The enchanting man smiled softly, "Don’t bla your little secretary, she was dutifully blocking , but as you know, when there’s sowhere I want to go, who can stop ."
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