The stylist couldn’t help but want to glue his eyes to Quiana Sutton, snapping incessantly with his phone. This was the first ti he’d experienced the true aning of being photogenic from every angle.
Most actors need to be shot from particular angles, but for Quiana Sutton, even the angles others would find challenging could result in breathtaking images.
This was simply an extraordinary level of beauty.
Nearing forty, he felt his heart thrumming like a teenager’s for the first ti.
He even felt a bit embarrassed about himself.
The others were rendered speechless.
Evelyn Windsor almost tore her dress apart when she witnessed this scene, while her assistant stood by nervously without daring to speak.
Earlier, Evelyn had already scolded her in the dressing room, and her palm still hurt.
If it weren’t for the high salary and frequent bribes she received, she would have considered quitting.
In the silence, Evelyn Windsor slowly spoke, "Can we start shooting?"
The crowd finally snapped back to reality, and the photographer stamred, "Ye-yes, we can."
Out of respect for seniority, the photographer began with Evelyn Windsor.
Only after she finished would it be Quiana Sutton’s turn.
Under the photographer’s guidance, Evelyn Windsor finally completed her shoot.
Soon it was Quiana Sutton’s turn.
Even Grace Sutton couldn’t resist snapping a few pictures.
During Quiana Sutton’s shoot, the other staff mbers covered their faces: "Help, there truly are people who can kill with beauty alone."
"Hey, did you all forget she’s actually a singer?"
"I’ve decided, from today I’m her number one fan, setting her songs as my ringtone, her photos as my wallpaper."
"Count in."
...
Quiana Sutton’s expressive ability was exceptional, and the photographer was reluctant to stop shooting.
He rarely encountered an actor with such cara charisma. While he had to guide Evelyn Windsor, with Quiana Sutton, he felt he was being led by her.
She was indeed a captivating enchantress, one could lose themselves unknowingly.
At this mont, the internet also erupted. Soone had sneaked into the shooting location and took a grainy photo which was uploaded online.
This grainy image, due to the lighting, made her appear very dark. Quiana Sutton almost blended in with the black dress, and because the person taking the picture was at a higher vantage point, she appeared much shorter — like a child in an oversized adult garnt.
[Is that really Quiana Sutton? Isn’t she supposed to have fair skin? Why does she look so dark?]
[Maybe she’s always layered on the makeup and filters look better on cara. Without them, this is her real appearance.]
[This height seems quite fake too, doesn’t she have to be at least 170 cm? Here she looks under 150 cm.]
...
When Feng, the designer of the dress, saw this grainy picture, he couldn’t help but activate his sharp tongue sarcasm mode.
This dress was the culmination of his life’s work, sothing he was reluctant to lend. If it weren’t for so rapport with the editor of OK! magazine, he wouldn’t even consider lending it, and if soone dared ask, he’d chase them off imdiately.
"An ugly duckling can never beco a swan; if it doesn’t fit, it doesn’t fit."
Quickly, soone dug out that the person speaking was indeed Feng, the designer, and netizens unanimously thought he was implying Quiana Sutton.
[Hahaha, how laughable, even the designer ca out to diss her. Just how intolerably ugly must she be?]
At this ti, Quiana Sutton was still embroiled in a lawsuit with East Emperor Entertainnt. Other celebrities, noticing she had no agency to shield her, also jumped in to trample her.
The internet was filled with turmoil once again.
The staff at OK! magazine only realized soone had taken secret photos after the shoot, and upon seeing the insults against Quiana Sutton, they were beyond infuriated.
How could Quiana Sutton be ugly? If looks could kill, she’d undoubtedly rank first.
However, it wasn’t only the jokes from netizens that hit hard; it was particularly the designer Feng joining in that hurt.
The editor-in-chief of OK! had thankfully been through such turbulent tis before.
"What’s there to worry about? The harder they mock now, the more satisfying the slap will be later."
And besides, he was certain Feng would regret his words once he saw the final shots.
Originally, after the magazine shoot, Evelyn Windsor was in a bad mood, but after reading the defamation against Quiana Sutton online, she felt considerably better.
She suddenly realized she’d been foolish to go after Quiana Sutton herself. In this circle, plenty of people disliked Quiana Sutton; all she needed to do was add fuel to the fire from the shadows.
She’s truly thankful for the bitter lesson Durrell Landon taught her, letting her thoroughly understand the concept of "using a borrowed knife to kill".
...
Grace Sutton was equally furious after reading the online comnts, "Cece, they’re really going too far, mocking a grainy photo so harshly. Just how much do they despise you?"
Quiana Sutton took the phone, quickly swiping through the comnts. After reading, she handed the phone back to Grace Sutton expressionlessly.
"Don’t get angry. Once the final pictures are out, they’ll be slapping themselves. Trust in my capability."
Grace Sutton: "..."
Occasionally, she truly admired Quiana Sutton. It seed like nothing penetrated her heart, she was never troubled by slander, and never encaged herself.
Of course, what’s more important is that she possessed overwhelming skill.
...
At this mont.
Imperial View Manor.
Durrell Landon stared at the online insults towards Quiana Sutton, his whole being covered in a layer of icy frost, while Charles Foote sat beside him helplessly, holding his forehead.
"Durrell, this kind of online spat between celebrities is normal, there’s really no need to pay it too much mind."
Durrell’s voice was as cold as ice: "Pull up all the information on whoever leaked this."
Charles Foote: "..."
A man in love truly is formidable.
The person who leaked it, upon investigation, was identified as a true fan of Evelyn Windsor, who’d posted countless derogatory comnts about Quiana Sutton on his account. The things he said were simply unspeakable.
He was dead set that Quiana Sutton stole Evelyn Windsor’s role, which was why he intentionally took and shared the grainy photo.
Durrell Landon tapped a few keys, and that account was gone.
Charles Foote clicked his tongue lightly. A man in love truly loses all reason; he didn’t even need Charles’s intervention — he just hacked the account himself.
He spoke with a wry smile, "Durrell, have you realized that ever since she stopped staying at Imperial View Manor, you’ve beco increasingly irritable?"
Durrell Landon paused his actions and denied calmly: "No."
Charles Foote didn’t expose him, but his expression was a bit heavy.
Has he not realized it himself?
That a single word or look from Quiana Sutton could have such a profound effect on him?
If Durrell were just an ordinary mber of the Landon Family, he’d probably be praised as an exemplary husband by others, but given his current status, he can’t afford to have soone he cares about this deeply.
"Durrell, although I hesitate to say this, I must advise you. No matter who that girl really is, if you insist on being with her, the road ahead will be exceedingly difficult."
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