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    Yulia showed up with her agent, makeup artist and three assistants.


    Her agent exined to Mr. Tucker that Yulia had a public promo gig in the morning that she couldn’t


    cancel because it had already been scheduled. Mr. Tucker, although a bit miffed, was gracious enough


    to say it was alright


    Estelle went to the makeup room to find Yulia and help her choose her outfit for the first scene of the


    afternoon. Yulia looked wiped out, yawning non-stop while Estelle exined the plot.


    Halfway through, she seemed a bit fed up, “I’m so beat. I yed video games till the crack of dawnst


    night and got up super early this moming. I don’t have an ounce of energy left, how am I supposed to


    act?”


    Her agent quickly shot her a look, signaling her to pipe down.


    Estelle pretended not to hear and handed over the clothes she’d chosen to her own assistant, Blythe,


    to help Yulia change


    into.


    Yulia took one look and crinkled her brow. “These clothes are so ugly. I’m not wearing them. What kind


    of fashion designer are you? You have no taste!”


    Blythe awkwardly looked at Estelle.


    Unfazed, Estelle smiled and said, “Did you bring your own clothes? If you have your own style, we can


    discuss it.” One of Yulia’s assistants rolled over a makeshift mobile wardrobe, opened it and showed


    Estelle the clothes inside. At first nce, all were designer outfits, even evening gowns, and ssic


    designs at that, the kind you’d recognize in a heartbeat.


    Estelle had no choice but to exin to Yulia, “Your character in the drama is a rich family’s maid’s


    daughter. She lives with her mother in their employer’s house and has been bullied since she was little.


    But through hard work and perseverance, she won everyone’s respect and built a career for herself. It’s


    not untilter in the story that she bes a corporate executive. But in the beginning and middle


    parts, she’s not well-off, so these clothes might not be suitable. You can save them for thest few


    scenes.”


    Yulia looked to her agent in disbelief, “Is that true?”


    Her agent, who was busy reading the script,ughed and said, “Yes, it is.”


    Yulia frowned andined, “What kind of script did you ept? How can someone with my air y


    poor? Why didn’t you find scripts based on my personal image?”


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    Blythe was floored by what she was hearing and looked at Estelle. Seeing her calm face, she couldn’t


    help but admire her. So, Yulia hadn’t read the script at all before epting this drama!


    Estelle felt a bit helpless and was quite sorry for Mr. Tucker. Such a great drama – half of it was ruined


    by Gwen and now the other half might be ruined by Yulia.


    Her agent carefully exined to her, “This drama is personally directed by Mr. Tucker, and the script is


    excellent. It will be very popr when it’s released, so please bear with it.”


    Yulia was clearly not pleased and looked at the clothes Estelle had chosen, asking. “Were any of these


    clothes wom by


    Gwen?”


    Estelle responded, “Some were.”


    “I won’t wear anything she’s worn. Don’t want to bring any bad luck!” Yulia expressed her disgust.


    Estelle nodded and told Blythe, “Pick out all the clothes that Gwen wore.”


    Blythe agreed and immediately started selecting clothes.


    At that moment, one of Yulia’s other assistants excitedly ran in, “Mr. Gould is here to visit you.”


    Yulia smiled lightly, “He really does care about me. It’s my first day on the team and he’s already here


    Let him in


    Seeing that Yulia had a visitor, Estelle figured it would be a while before they could discuss work, so


    she took Blythe and


    left.