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She stared at her phone screen as she recalled the news she read on Twitter about the future wife of Graham International’s president.
Julian was generously investing 30 million into the show. That only made Zoe even more convinced that her assumption was true.
Zoe was only interning as an assistant at East Joy Talent. Meanwhile, Sabrina was a highly-rated manager in the company. If I’m able to get her help, I’ll get promoted really soon…
With this thought in mind, Zoe no longer hesitated. She quickly used her work resources to find Sabrina’s number and made the call.
“Hello.” Sabrina’s professional voice rang out.
Zoe clutched her phone excitedly as she introduced herself.
“Why are you calling?” Sabrina wasn’t interested in Zoe’s introduction.
Zoe wasn’t flustered. She swiftly informed Sabrina about the amount that Graham International had invested in Top Designer.
Upon hearing about the 30 million, Sabrina’s eyes lit up. Although she had been in charge of many celebrities before, it was her first time being in charge of one who could bring in so much capital with her when she joined such projects.
“Who’s in charge of arranging the teams for the program?”
Sabrina was in an excellent mood now, but her voice remained as calm as ever as if this was a regular occurrence for her.
“Another assistant and I are in charge,” Zoe answered truthfully.
“Please try your best to arrange for Alana to team up with Selena. Do you think that’s possible?”
After pausing briefly in thought, Sabrina made her request.
Since the public was showing so much interest in Alana, it was a good chance for Selena to team up with her and get some of the spotlight too.
“Sure. It won’t be a problem at all.”
Zoe agreed to Sabrina’s request. It wasn’t a big deal anyway. It was her job to assign the teams, and what a good chance it was to do Sabrina a favor.
…
Ever since that day, Maya never saw Julian again. She didn’t try to reach out to him either.
They were both busy. No one had the time to waste on relationship matters.
Three days passed in a flash. Soon, it was time for Maya and Luna to begin filming.
After getting into the vehicle that the production team sent to pick them up, Luna nudged Maya somewhat anxiously as she murmured, “Are you sure you want me to act like I’m Alana? What if they ask me to come up with a design right on the spot?”
Maya patted Luna’s hand gently.
“It’s too late to change anything now. We’ll cross that bridge when we come to it.”
Maya was completely calm. Luna took a deep breath and forgot about her childish notion of wanting to get out of the car and running off.
The cameraman who was sitting in the front passenger seat pointed his lens at the back seat and started filming the two women. Unused to it, Luna tried to stop him.
“We haven’t even reached the filming location yet. Why have you started filming?”
“Haven’t you seen shows like these before? I’m just taking some B-roll footage.”
The cameraman’s eyes flashed with displeasure. Throughout the ride thus far, the two women hadn’t even bothered to smile into the camera.
“Oh, sure. Take a nice pic of the dress.” Luna took out her makeup product to reapply some makeup, grabbing every chance to show off her dress.
The photographer thought she was being extra, but he said nothing. After all, the producers said these two were VIPs.
Half an hour later, the SUV stopped before a manor on the outskirts of the city. Maya noticed that a few cars were parked before theirs, and she realized they weren’t the first to arrive.
The production team had set up the stage, the props and cameras standing around the venue. Staff members went around doing their work, everyone looking as busy as a bee.
Aside from the models, the artists from East Joy Talent had shown up as well, and things were getting lively.
“Hey, that’s Alana’s car, isn’t it?”
“I think so. Their cars are different from ours.”
A discussion broke out.
Since they were special guests, Maya and Luna were in a different car from everyone else. It was a champagne-colored Alphard, so the moment it showed up, the crowd stared at it.
Luna got out of the car wearing a pair of oversized sunglasses. Maya composed herself, then she followed Luna out of the car.
They swiped their IDs and went into the venue, and then a couple of models huddled around Maya.
“My gosh, you must be Alana. I love your designs. They’re awesome. I can’t believe you’re so young.”
“Did you design this dress yourself? Oh, I love your work. Everything I bought from your store, I kept it in my closet. The dresses fit me well, and they’re comfy.”
The ladies were gushing away, worshipping Maya like she was an idol.
Just when they were about to take their phones out and follow each other on social media, someone mocked, “Seriously, that’s the one you butter up to? She’s just my assistant who helps me change into my clothes.”
Selena noticed Maya the moment she got out of the car. Seeing everyone praising her was annoying, so she sneered and went ahead to rain on Maya’s parade.
“Sorry, ladies, but I’m indeed just an assistant.”
Maya hated shallow socializing, and she was more than happy to let someone deal with it for her.
The ladies exchanged a look of awkwardness. Just when they were about to snap back, they realized it was Selena, and they swallowed their words and left sheepishly.
“It has been a while, but you’re still as foul-mouthed as ever, Miss Palmer.” This b*tch spews sh*t from the wrong mouth. Luna adjusted her sunglasses and sneered. Just when she was about to say something more, Maya stopped her.
“We should put our luggage down somewhere.” Maya nudged Luna and dragged her away. This was their first day on the set, and she didn’t want to raise hell over something so trivial.
Luna heaved a heavy sigh, but she let her friend drag her away.
…
The sunset shone upon the landing strip, and a plane quickly landed. Cameron was outside the airport, welcoming the disembarked Julian. “Are we going to the company, Mr. Graham?” Cameron took the suitcase and put it in the trunk.
Julian put out his cigarette and tossed it in the ashtray. Calmly, he said, “We’re going to L.Moon.”
“Of course, sir.” Cameron wondered why. Every time Julian came back from a business trip, he would go straight to the company. This was not what he had in mind, but Cameron shut up and drove to L.Moon.
“Sorry, sir. Ala – The boss and Maya have gone to film a show. They’re not here.” The assistant smiled sheepishly, hoping she didn’t let anything slip.
Julian cocked his eyebrow. They went to film a show?
The manor was brightly lit at night. After dinner, the guests were led to their abode situated behind the manor. Legend had it that this was a castle that was passed down for generations, but the lackluster management and declining state of the family eventually forced the family to sell off this estate.
