Chapter 72 It was only after Tiffany spoke that the photographer remembered she was there as well. He took a closer look at the photograph.
While Tiffany did well, the background was colored pink just like the flamingos on set. Tiffanyâs green clothes paled in comparison, and the eye could only notice Charmineâs flaming-red outfit.
Her pale colors automatically made her fade into the background, and it looked as if she was Charmineâs supporting prop.
It did not help Tiffanyâs case that Charmine was leaning onto her as Tiffany looked into the camera with a smile, clutching on to the flamingoâs neck.
Somehow, she managed to look like a dutiful and diligent coffee tableâa mere prop.
The other interpretation to the photograph was that she looked like Charmineâs slave or servant girl as she made way for Charmine.
Nevertheless, other than the fact that Tiffany somehow became a supporting cast, i t was a perfect photograph.
âNo need for a second shot,â assured the photographer. âitâs great! You can pack up.â
Hearing this, Charmine retreated to the changing room.
After all, the outcome was already determined. There was no room left for guessing!
Tiffany looked at Charmineâs retreating back with a slight grin. She thought that Charmine must have known she was at the losing end. If only she could get the photos earlier and humiliate Charmine to death...
As she thought of this, she walked toward the photographer. âMr. Peter, you worked hard today.
Can I see todayâs shots?â she spoke, her voice kind and elegant that matched the beauty on her face.
âOf course you can. But, Iâll have you know that this camera is really expensive and it cost me millions,â
he reminded. âJust stand at the side and Iâll give you a peek.â
âAlright.â Tiffany moved aside and exchanged a silent glance with Veronica.
Veronica calmly walked behind her and took out her phone, pretending to play with it. However, her plan was to use her phoneâs camera to capture the photo.
Veronica did notice that Charmineâs hand moved during the shoot, and it was clearly unprofessional.
She did not expect Charmine would turn out looking good in the photograph.
Both of them expected to see Charmineâs ugly photo, but the photo gave them the shock of their lives.
The photograph reduced Tiffany to a mere background actor, almost as if she did not exist.
Charmine, with her flowing red dress, stole the scene!
Her loose, red dress seemed to billow in the wind. It looked like she was in the midst of midsummerâs wind beautifully. The dress looked so good on her that people would want to put themselves in her shoes.
Even Charmineâs solo shots were shockingly stunning!
Of course, Tiffanyâs solo shots were not bad; she was eye-pleasing, fresh. Still, as they compared the shots, she looked like a common maid.
The avocado green color made her look like she was part of the set.
Tiffany clutched her heart, her fingernails almost digging into her flesh.
How could this be? How could it turn out this way?!
Charmineâs clothes were all heavy, stuffy, and ugly.
How could she have made it look s o good?
If these photos were to be circulated, it would be the death of Tiffanyâs career! Charmine would crush her!
She thought of this and tapped on Veronicaâs leg, and Veronica instantly caught on. She inhaled deeply before she walked toward Tiffany and said, âHey, you did a good job with Charmine. This magazine edition will surelyâaah!â
Before she could finish her sentence, her leg was accidentally caught on a wire and it sent her falling toward Tiffany.
Caught off-guard, Tiffany knocked down the photographerâs camera.
Plonk!
A loud clunk was heard as the camera fell onto the floor and shattered into pieces. Even the cameraâs SD card fell out and snapped into two!