A Beauty With Multiple Masks

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.

for a 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

for your filming. Don’t let the film crew all wait for you. I’ll go for my shooting too.” With that said, she nodded at the group behind her before walking out of the house. Promptly, the group followed her after a simultaneous respectful nod. The anger that rose in Shandie’s

largest Soir Coffee shop. The shop had yet to have its official opening, but the renovations were all completed. When Arielle arrived at the scene, the others were all ready for the shooting. After all, the higher-ups had told

“Is the ambassador here yet?” came 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 be an assistant to the CEO, and she’s now

you can call me Sannie. I look forward to working with you.” However, instead of reaching out to shake her hand, Serena