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    She winked and said with a chuckle, “Honestly,pared to the food that my personal chef makes, the


    food on set is like a diet n for me. Estelle is quite something: her lunch is always different from ours,


    but she’s still so skinny.”


    Yulia asked curiously, “What does she eat for lunch every day?”


    “I heard it’s a specially customized lunch, Abalone and lobster are different every day. Even her lunch


    box is different from everyone else’s.” Yulia scoffed, “What’s so special about lobster and abalone? I


    can’t eat them anyway.”


    “Nothing special. I just find it weird why the director is so nice to her.” Carme replied, “You’re the


    leadingdy, you should be the most important person on the set. But Mr. Tucker seems to favor


    Estelle even more than you it’s just hard to swallow!”


    “Exactly!” Yulia put down her spoon, looking unhappy. “Why is Mr. Tucker so nice to her? I’m the


    leadingdy, she’s just a designer!”


    “I heard people saying that Mr. Tucker initially wanted Estelle to be the leadingdy. He kept inviting her


    to act, but Estelle didn’t want to. They also said Carme stopped short


    “Said what?” Yulia asked, grinding her teeth.


    “They also said that because Estelle didn’t want to act, the leading role fell on you. Mr. Tucker actually


    prefers Estelle, so he took extra care of her, and he doesn’t really value you as the leadingdy!”


    Carme frowned, saying angrily, “I was so mad when I heard that, I had a big fight with them!”


    Yulia was already turning green with anger. “I’m going to find the director and ask him what’s going on!”


    She got up angrily, ready to storm out.


    Carme quickly stopped her, saying, “You absolutely can’t go!”


    “Why can’t I go?” Yulia asked indignantly.


    “If you go find Mr. Tucker and he doesn’t admit it, what can you do? As for the food, if Mr. Tucker says


    it’s Snowy Studios treatment for staff, how can you argue?” Carme replied with a sarcasticugh.


    Yulia gritted her teeth. “Am I supposed to endure this humiliation?”


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    “You don’t have to.” Carme winked at her and said, “There are plenty of ways to deal with Estelle


    without going through Mr. Tucker, right?”


    Yulia winked back, a smirk on her face. “Then I meet this Estelle in person!”


    In the afternoon, while Estelle was busy, Yulia’s assistant came to fetch her and said, “Estelle, Yulia


    wants you toe over. Hurry up, she’s got a fiery temper!”


    After saying this, she turned and left.


    Blythe, standing aside, looked incredulous. “Who does she think she is?”


    She frowned at Estelle and said, “Yulia has her own designer, why is she asking you toe?”


    Estelle put the documents she was sorting aside and said, “It’s nothing: I’ll go have a look.”


    Yulia was in her dressing room, ying video games, with her assistant waiting outside. Seeing Estelle


    Yulia, lounging in her chair, scoffed, “So she’s here; what are you squawking about?”


    Unable to hide a look of excitement and thrill, the assistant stood aside in silence.


    Estelle knocked and entered, her expression calm and gentle. “Yulia, you called for me?”


    Yulia nced at Estelle while continuing her game, speakingzily. “These clothes are all messed up:


    Carme isn’t here, tidy them up.”


    Estelle saw about four or five outfits on the floor, all of which looked like ones Yulia had tried on before.


    She didn’t argue with Yulia that this wasn’t within her job description, but she picked up the clothes and


    tidied them up


    One was a denim jacket, and the moment Estelle picked it up, a ck and yellow snake lunged at hert