Filed To Story: My Accidental Bride Is a Fashion Circle Queen Novel
This decision was not within the scope of Emma’s control, so…she felt a little scared. Eric was of course the best; he was unique and no one else could compare. But, she couldn’t anticipate how the public would react. Would being her manager affect him negatively? Above all, Eric’s work was what worried Emma the most.
However, Excalibur Q did not give Emma time to dwell on this thought. After signing their contract, that very afternoon, they jumped straight into shooting their commercial.
As she was working with Western models, Emma was lacking in physical strength in comparison; especially since her stomach was still unwell. After 6 hours of continuous work, Emma was obviously struggling to keep up.
Lisa felt a little anxious. There were a few times she requested the photographer for a short break, but he either ignored her or told her everyone was currently working hard and Emma wasn’t the only one that was tired.
Being in a foreign land, when it came to matters like this, Lisa felt powerless as a mere assistant.
However, from beginning to end, Emma endured through one take after another. Because of mistakes made by other models she had to film some scenes multiple times.
“Emma, are you OK?” Lisa asked in bet**en takes as she handed her some warm water.
Emma placed her hand on her own cheek and nodded, “I should be able to hold on.”
“This was clearly not in the contract…do these Western models have a death wish?” just as Lisa’s angered words left her mouth a loud ‘BANG’ echoed through the set. A relatively skinny model had fainted, “Did she just faint?”
“Isn’t this a common sight?” Emma handed her cup back to Lisa with an unfazed exp**ssion.
“Does this mean you can get some rest now?”
“Come on, come on, back to work…” the photography staff called.
Lisa lowered her head to look at Emma’s feet; 7-8 hours of wearing heels, how torturous.
“What’s wrong? I’ve done things like this in the past. Just because Eric is now my manager, does that mean I am more precious than before?” Emma looked amusingly at Lisa. In the past, she had experienced shoots that were even more demanding and in more of a rush than this, how did this compare?
“But it’s been 8 hours!”
“Don’t worry, I can handle it.” After speaking, Emma was just about to have her makeup retouched, when suddenly she felt a strong tug on her arm.
Emma was stunned…
So was Lisa.
Actually, everyone present was in shock; an extremely distinguished man had appeared on the photography set.
The set filled with whispers; some people were surprised while some whistled at his appearance, thinking he was also a model. In fact, they thought he was a top-tier model. However, Eric simply pulled Emma over and gestured her to sit on the side.
Emma struggled a little as she looked into Eric’s black diamond-like eyes. It only took a few seconds before she gave up and obediently sat on the chair, leaving everything for this man to handle.
Lisa was so excited she clapped secretly to herself. Now that Boss was here, Emma’s savior had arrived…
As anticipated, Eric simply walked over to the photographer and said, “It has been stated in Article 3.2 and 6.4 of the contract that Emma’s work hours are from 8am until 6pm. If you need to work beyond these hours, it should not exceed 2 hours. Did you want to breach the contract?”
In order to speed up the shoot, the photographer had indeed denied the models of their rightful resting hours…
But, none of the Western models opened their mouths to protest…
So, the photographer replied, “Everyone is working hard towards finishing this shoot. Did you expect everyone to wait for Emma?”
“Just because they are willing to be opp**ssed by you, that is their problem. Our Emma is different. We will work according to the contract.”
After speaking, Eric turned around and approached Emma as everyone gasped, “Can you still walk?”
Emma looked down at her heels. Just as she was about to respond, Eric wr*pped his arm around her waist and carried her horizontally.
“Hey, all this time we’ve been speaking, you haven’t told us who you are,” the photographer chased after them. He had only been told that Emma had brought along an assistant and a few bodyguards.
“Emma’s manager.”
Lisa snuck in a smile as she followed behind the two…
After bullying Boss’ wife like this, it would surprising if he wasn’t upset.
It goes without saying, Lisa was once again amazed by Eric. During the contract signing, Fletcher was the one that had read through the contract. Yet, according to Boss’ confidence when he recalled the terms, it flowed out of his mouth smoothly like he had completely memorized it.
Emma leaned into Eric’s embrace as he placed her into the car. Seeing the angry exp**ssion on his face, she couldn’t help but ask, “Are you really going to be my manager?”
“What other choice do I have, Miss Miller?” Eric asked as he started driving.
Normally he would call her ‘Mrs. Roberts’. It seemed, he really made a clear distinction bet**en work and personal life. His manager aura could immediately be felt.
“Now that work is over, can Manager Roberts finish up?”
Eric turned his head to look at Emma as he let out a sigh. He couldn’t bear to blame her for what had happened. Towards the person he loved, even if he was angry, he wouldn’t be able to say any harsh words.
Not long after, they returned to the hotel.
As soon as they entered the hotel suite, Eric directly p**ssed Emma on the bed and forced a k**s on her l*ps. After savoring her for a while, he finally moved away and knelt beside the bed to help her remove her shoes.
Seeing her heels and soles were covered in blisters and sores, his heart broke.
Not long after, Emma sat up from the bed and approached Eric from behind to wr*p her arms around his neck as her body p**ssed against his…
“I have not seen your feet in a good state before…”
“You knew the photographer was being opp**ssive, why did you continue to work?”
Hearing his complaints, Emma suddenly laughed, “While I was working, everything was bad. My feet hurt, my stomach hurt and my head was dizzy.”
“But, after seeing you…everything’s better.”
Eric felt helpless, he couldn’t continue to be angry at her. With his back still facing her, he stood up and walked over to the floor-to-ceiling window, “I won’t allow anyone to bully you ever again.”
“During the shoot, if I was to retaliate, I was bound to make the photographer and other models dislike me. I wasn’t sure what they might do behind-the-scenes. So, before you arrived, I could only select the safest option. I’m sure you understand…”
“Plus, Manager Roberts, hurry and get off work. You talk too much. I want my husband back…”
With his back to her, he gently shook his head a few times, “How could you complain that I’m talking too much…when have you ever seen me care so much about another person?”
“Don’t think about it too much…let’s go have a bath.”
Eric stopped talking; he knew Emma was tired. So after having a bath together, he carried her out and placed her on the bed, “I’m staying opposite, if you need anything, give me a call.”
Emma was immediately wide-awake, “You’re not sleeping with me?”
“During your working period, let’s stick to the contract,” Eric tucked her into bed and turned off the lights.
Emma watched as Eric left and smiled. All the fear she originally felt had completely disappeared…
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