Chapter 44

“Oh, sure. Take a nice pic of the dress.” Luna took out her makeup product to

reapply some makeup, grabbing every chance to show off her dress.

The photographer thought she was being extra, but he said nothing. After all,

the producers said these two were VIPs.

Half an hour later, the SUV stopped before a manor on the outskirts of the

city. Abigail noticed that a few cars were parked before theirs, and she

realized they weren’t the first to arrive.

The production team had set up the stage, the props and cameras standing

around the venue. Staff members went around doing their work, everyone

looking as busy as a bee.

Aside from the models, the artists from East Joy Talent had shown up as well,

and things were getting lively.

“Hey, that’s Alana’s car, isn’t it?”

“I think so. Their cars are different from ours.”

A discussion broke out.

Since they were special guests, Abigail and Luna were in a different car from

everyone else. It was a champagne-colored Alphard, so the moment it

showed up, the crowd stared at it.

Luna got out of the car wearing a pair of oversized sungla*ses. Abigail

composed herself, then she followed Luna out of the car.

They swiped their IDs and went into the venue, and then a couple of models

huddled around Abigail.

“My gosh, you must be Alana. I love your designs. They’re awesome. I can’t

believe you’re so young.”

“Did you design this dress yourself? Oh, I love your work. Everything I bought

from your store, I kept it in my closet. The dresses fit me well, and they’re

comfy.”

The ladies were gushing away, worshipping Abigail like she was an idol.

Just when they were about to take their phones out and follow each other on

social media, someone mocked, “Seriously, that’s the one you butter up to?

She’s just my a*sistant who helps me change into my clothes.”

Joan noticed Abigail the moment she got out of the car. Seeing everyone

praising her was annoying, so she sneered and went ahead to rain on

Abigail’s parade.

“Sorry, ladies, but I’m indeed just an a*sistant.”

Abigail hated shallow socializing, and she was more than happy to let

someone deal with it for her.

The ladies exchanged a look of awkwardness. Just when they were about to

snap back, they realized it was Joan, and they swallowed their words and left

sheepishly.

“It has been a while, but you’re still as foul-mouthed as ever, Miss Palmer.”

This b*tch spews sh*t from the wrong mouth. Luna adjusted her sungla*ses

and sneered. Just when she was about to say something more, Abigail

stopped her.

“We should put our luggage down somewhere.” Abigail nudged Luna and

dragged her away. This was their first day on the set, and she didn’t want to

raise hell over something so trivial.

Luna heaved a heavy sigh, but she let her friend drag her away.

The sunset shone upon the landing strip, and a plane quickly landed.

Cameron was outside the airport, welcoming the disembarked Sean. “Are we

going to the company, Mr. Graham?” Cameron took the suitcase and put it in

the trunk.

Sean put out his cigarette and tossed it in the ashtray. Calmly, he said, “We’re

going to L.Moon.”

“Of course, sir.” Cameron wondered why. Every time Sean came back from a

business trip, he would go straight to the company. This was not what he had

in mind, but Cameron shut up and drove to L.Moon.

“Sorry, sir. Ala-The boss and Abigail have gone to film a show. They’re not

here.” The a*sistant smiled sheepishly, hoping she didn’t let anything sl*p.

Sean coc ked his eyebrow. They went to film a show?