Right then, a young woman walked into the house and asked, “May I know if Ms. Shannie who’s filming today is ready to leave?” When Shandie turned around, she spotted the young woman standing alone by the doorway. Sannie?

She must be calling Arielle. I knew it. She doesn’t need so many people just for commercial shooting. Amused, she turned to Arielle and crowed, “Do you see her, Arielle? She’s the one who’s picking you up for your shooting.

It seems like this is a major misunderstanding.” However, in the next second, the young woman said, “Ms. Shandie Southall, is there a misunderstanding? I’m here to pick you up for the filming.” The young woman had recognized Shandie. At that very moment, something exploded in Shandie’s mind.

commercial shooting? It’s just a commercial. Does she really need a crowd to take her there? With a smile that did not quite reach her eyes, Arielle walked

too.” With that said, she nodded at the group behind her before walking out of the house. Promptly, the

Soir Coffee shop. The shop had yet to have its official opening, but the renovations were all completed. When Arielle arrived at

a stern female voice. When Arielle looked over, she spotted a solemn woman walking over with a darkened expression. Immediately, Arielle’s temporary assistant introduced, “Ms. Moore, she’s Serena Assange, the person in charge of our shooting. She used to

shooting would be smooth sailing.” Arielle nodded and reached her hand out to Serena. “Hello, Ms. Serena. I’m Arielle, but you can call me Sannie. I look forward to working with you.” However, instead of reaching out to shake her hand, Serena folded her arms and questioned, “Do you know what time our shooting

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