Chapter 691
The Woman From Hell
I smiled and was just about to speak when I saw a woman in her 40s aggressively storming into the
dressing room. She was followed by several other people.
She was in a bad mood. "Serena isnât here yet. Who says you can use a stand-in for the shoot
without permission?"
âJulie, isn't Serena sick today? She can't come. Since she can't come, we can only find a
replacement," the staff member who followed behind her said with a bitter smile.
Julie looked coldly at me. "Yes, Serena is sick, but she didnât say that she's not shooting anymore.
Look at the stand-in you found. You went and found just about anyone to replace Serena just
because they look a little alike?â
She turned to look at the stylist and makeup artist with a sneer. "Get ready, both of you. Serena will
be here soon."
The makeup artist and stylist were put in a tough spot. They said, "Julie, Miss Heidi said to let Miss
Lane shoot the promo. Sheâs done with makeup as well. She can start filming after changing her
clothes. If we redo Serena's makeup now, the progress of the shoot will b e greatly delayed." "Is
your time more valuable than Serena's? Is it that hard to do her makeup and styling?"
Julie roared furiously.
"Also, do you think you can get the promo shoot done just by getting a random counterfeit?"
All of a sudden, her loud voice was the only sound in the dressing room.
"Just because she looks a little similar to Serena, she thinks she can go from being a pauper to a
princess? Maybe she should look in the mirror first."
This was clearly a personal attack.
"Who are you calling a pauper and a princess, Julie Zackariah?" Heidi entered the dressing room.
She walked to my side and patted my shoulder to tell me that I could depend on her.
When Heidi appeared, Julie did not cross her arms anymore and became less arrogant. "Miss
Heidi, I'm not sure if I should say this, but you, a mere-"
"If you're not sure if you should say it or not, then donât say it at all." Heidi interrupted her.
Heidi sneered. "Since when is a mere agent like you qualified to tell the people of the publicity
department what to do? If you're so capable, maybe I should ask M r. Grant's permission to make
you the director of the publicity department? You're standing on Grant
Corporationâs ground and I'm the one working for them. What about you? Don't say I never warned
you t o treat those working for Grant Corporation nicer."
"You!â Julie felt tremendously humiliated for being told off in front of so many people, yet Heidiâs
words made a lot of sense. For a moment, she did not know how to retort.
Heidi crossed her arms. "What do you want to do say, Miss Julie?"
Julie said crossly, "Looks like you have no plans on continuing the partnership with Serena
anymore. Maybe we should discuss with Mr. Grant and see whether Serena is part of Grant
Corporation or not."
Heidi was clearly targeting her, yet she was dragging Serena into this and intentionally
misinterpreting Heidiâs words.
Heidi was not afraid of her and sneered disdainfully." As you wish."
Having said that, she looked at the stylist. "Hurry up and do Miss Laneâs styling. Weâre ready for the
shoot.â
"Heidi!" Julie was about to become hopping mad.
Heidi did not even bother to look at her. She picked up the intercom and said, "Guards, please kick
out those who have no business being here."
Julie might sound like a coward on the phone but she was actually a person who cared a lot about
her image. In front of so many people, she would naturally put on a brave front to save her image.