This drama wasn’t captured by the cara but was ant only for Oliver Hudson.
"Acting every day, you’re not just an extra, are you?"
Mia Carter tilted her head slightly, her voice light but her words sharp, "Then I advise you to give up the dressing room. You shouldn’t be doing such defiant acts. It wouldn’t be nice to get caught by the reporters."
The person in charge beside them sweated bullets but couldn’t interject.
Finally, Annie Anne stood up, mimicking Mia Carter’s posture with lifted forehead, adopting an arrogant stance.
"Miss Carter is right, given my current status, I really don’t deserve to use this dressing room. I’ll leave it for Miss Carter."
With that, she turned and left.
Walking quite a distance, she could still hear that agent’s mocking.
"You, an extra that nobody recognizes, dare to compete with our Tiana here? Don’t you see what you really are!"
Extra?
Annie rubbed her painfully throbbing temples. Always playing minor roles indeed wouldn’t brighten her career prospects.
She needed to challenge sothing different.
...
Back at the villa, Annie curled up alone on the sofa, trying to shrink into a ball.
She felt no safety in the spacious living room, only this way could she find so comfort.
She didn’t know how long she waited.
Suddenly, the sound of the door opening startled her, and Oliver Hudson walked in slowly, looking sowhat surprised at the woman on the sofa.
After hesitating for a mont, he still approached and cautiously embraced her.
Despite it being sumr, Annie’s body lacked any trace of warmth, as if he was holding a lifeless porcelain doll.
One careless move, and she would drop and shatter on the floor.
"Have you eaten? Shall I cook sothing for you?"
Oliver’s voice carried exhaustion, observing the poor complexion of the person in his arms. He wanted to touch her forehead with his finger.
But just as he was about to touch her, Annie emotionlessly turned her face away.
It seed like a reflex, yet it caused Oliver’s hand to stop abruptly in the air.
After a long silence, he finally spoke huskily, "There are steaks in the fridge. Anything else you want to eat? I’ll cook it."
Before he could stand up, he felt his wrist suddenly seized by a chill touch.
"Oliver Hudson, I want to act in a drama series, help ."
Oliver looked earnestly into Annie’s eyes.
He seed to try to find so other expectations in those hollow eyes.
Yet, every ti, he was disappointed.
"I’ll have them bring a few scripts over tomorrow. Choose any role you like."
Annie shook her head, pulling out her phone and holding it up to Oliver, "I want to join this drama series. Can you do that?"
On the phone screen, Mia Carter was dressed in a beautiful, red, ancient costu.
It was a drama series that had just held its opening ceremony, a large-scale ancient fantasy IP, with the hottest actress, Mia Carter, as the lead.
It was also currently the most important project.
Oliver also took out his phone, speaking seriously, "I’ll have them replace the lead actress tomorrow. You can join the team directly."
"I don’t need the lead role, a secondary female lead will do."
If superstar Mia Carter knew she would have to act opposite the extra she taunted every day, what would her mood be like?
Thinking this, a flicker of brightness finally crossed Annie’s hollow eyes, giving Oliver instant peace of mind.
He raised his hand to lightly move a stray hair from her forehead, yet she still subtly dodged.
It seed that whenever they interacted, there was always resistance and wariness.
"Thank you."
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