Did she recognize her?

Pretending to be oblivious, Sabrina treated Keilani as a fresh face, casually remarking, “Keilani, right? Sabrina, your photographer. Let’s dive into your style and preferred backdrop. Got any reference snaps?

Ny assistant’s on standby for the prep.”

Keilani glanced at Sabrina through the mirror and replied, “I can’t explain it. Let’s discuss it on-site once I’m done glamming up.”

Sabrina, foreseeing a time lag in scene setup post-makeup, tried to reason, “Setting up after makeup will take time.”

With an air of indifference, Keilani shrugged off, “That’s your problem, not mine.”

Well, in the initial skirmish, Sabrina detected an air of unfriendliness.

her that Keilani’s agenda wasn’t about striking poses but rather

Keilani donning a foreigner’s face, her accent hinted at local ties or mixed heritage. Judging from Keilani’s affluent attire and appearance in Austrain, it seemed she hailed from a well-to-do family, well-versed in local circles. This knowledge fueled Sabrina’s suspicion that Keilani deliberately chose her as the photographer, envisioning a more straightforward path to

harbored doubts about receiving any

G E L A ‘s L I B R

uncertainties solidified as events

made her way to the filming site, accompanied by

subtly signaled to

attendant produced Keilani’s phone, displaying a

Swift preparation is imperative. I have a tight two-day window,

a smirk, Keilani cast a pointed glance at Sabrina, adding, “Failure

signed contracts after

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