"Romance?" Charlotte seed to catch an extraordinary word.
"Mommy! Daddy and I are leaving now, love you!"
Suddenly as if trying to hide sothing, Hank hurriedly pulled Justin Battleson away quickly.
Charlotte watched Hank’s retreating figure with her arms crossed, and recalled his deanor while speaking to her a mont ago. A thought quietly surfaced in Charlotte’s mind.
This rascal Hank, at such a young age, could he be in love?
However, Charlotte imdiately squashed this idea in its cradle, thinking, "How old is he anyway, just a little kid."
Charlotte turned back into the room, and when she picked up her phone, she finally noticed the ssage from Annie Anne.
Annie Anne had indeed been shooting all day, practically running around different sets non-stop, and only now did she have a mont to reply to Charlotte’s ssage.
As Charlotte just opened her phone, Annie Anne directly called, and upon answering, Charlotte heard a voice full of tiredness and grievance from the other end.
"Oh, Charlotte, you have no idea, today almost exhausted !"
It seed like Annie Anne was in the car, with honking noises in the background.
"Especially the last magazine shoot I went to, it was driving crazy."
"What happened? Did the photographer have too many demands?"
Charlotte moved to the table, poured herself a glass of water, and responded to Annie Anne’s words.
"No, it’s about the male model I was partnered with for the magazine cover shoot... can’t recall his na right now. I never knew a model could have such a big ego; he flaked on the photographer for so reason, which ssed up all the planned steps."
Annie Anne’s voice seed slightly hoarse from overuse, but she persistently recounted her dreadful day to Charlotte.
Because that model didn’t show up as scheduled, Annie Anne had to push forward her solo shoot from a few days later.
This ant all the clothing and props needed preparation again. Plus, Annie Anne had another scene to film in the afternoon, causing the entire studio crew to be in a frenzy—not to ntion Annie Anne who had to constantly change her look.
"That outerwear was so heavy, I really don’t understand what’s attractive about such clothing... Is it because I can’t fit into the fashion circle that I don’t get their aesthetics?"
Hearing Annie Anne’s words, Charlotte pondered briefly, recalling that Annie Anne had ntioned this magazine project to her before.
"I rember the sponsor for your outfits this ti should be the Kenya brand, right? I’ve t their company’s designer; their style is indeed like that."
Yet Annie Anne’s comnt sparked an idea for Charlotte; the Riley Group was about to start planning the new quarter’s fashion collection, and she needed to gather new inspirations.
"Oh well, we’re off work now, why talk about work, right? By the way, did you have sothing to tell in your ssage?"
Hearing Annie Anne’s inquiry, Charlotte slightly tightened her grip on her cup.
Charlotte pursed her lips, but the words she initially intended to say transford by the ti they reached her mouth.
"Annie, I do have so things I want to talk to you about, but it’s hard to explain over the phone. When you have ti, can we et?"
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