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    Half an hourter, the two were sitting in a VIP room of a restaurant. Carme put the flowers aside


    and smiled, “Actually, I have a favor to ask Mr. Gould.”


    Finley poured some red wine for Carme, “You’re being too polite, just spit it out.”


    Carme replied with a smile, “Well, you know I have my own design studio. But the industry is having


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    a hard time and we’re barely hanging on. Your cousin is the lead actress in Mr. Tucker’s y, I was


    hoping you could put in a good word for us. If I could be Yulia’s costume designer, it would be a


    huge honor for us.”


    Finley pretended to be surprised and said, “I guessed as much. But I think they already have a


    costume designer.” Carme replied, “Yulia has a big influence, and it wouldn’t be too much to have her


    own designer, right?”


    Finleyughed, “She’s new to the team, having a special designer might upset the director, but,” he


    changed his tone, and put his hand on Carme’s, “If it were anyone else, I might not bother, but you’re


    different. I’ll definitely help you.”


    Carme tried to keep her smile, “Thank you so much, Mr. Gould.”


    Finley held her hand tightly and said affectionately, “Are you still being polite with me?”


    Carme’s arm got goosebumps, but she was afraid Finley might use this as leverage in the future, so


    she had to ask with a smile, “Could Mr. Gould make a call to her now?”


    “No problem, she always listens to me.” Finley grined, pulled back his hand and dialed Yulia.


    Carme exhaled in relief and ced her hand on herp.


    The call went through. Finley asked, “Yulia, how’s the costume designer in your crew?”


    Yuliained, “She has no taste. The clothes she picks are cheap and outdated. She ims it’s to


    highlight character traits and the director even supports her, it really pisses me off! She doesn’t look like


    a professional designer. I don’t know how she got in.”


    Finleyughed at Yulia’sints, “I have a friend who owns a design studio. She’s designed


    costumes for many ys. and is quite famous. I could introduce her to you as your personal designer.”


    Yulia asked, “What’s her name?”


    Finley replied, “Her name is Carme,”


    Yulia frowned, “I’ve never heard of her.”


    Finley nced at Carme, feeling a bit awkward, “You’re not into this field, so it’s natural you wouldn’t


    know.”


    Yulia asked, “Is she really good?”


    Finley confidently said, “Of course, why else would I introduce her to you?”


    Yulia replied, “Alright, let here to the set tomorrow, we’ll meet.”


    Finley said, “it’s a deal then.”


    Yulia replied, “Okay.”


    After hanging up, Finley tossed his phone on the table and said with a smile, “Done deal!”


    Carme was over the moon, “She agreed?”


    Finley grined. “Of course, would she dare refuse when I’m the one asking?”


    Carme poured herself a ss of wine, “This one’s to you, Mr. Gould. Thanks for helping me out!”


    Finley leaned in and looked at Carme affectionately, “I told you, you don’t have to be polite!”


    Carme blushed.


    Finley looked at her downing the ss of wine and raised an eyebrow, “I have a friend who owns a bar,


    how about we go have some fun?”