Annie Anne slightly slumped her shoulders.
The two photoshoot assignnts overlapped, which compressed Annie Anne’s free ti in the afternoon.
"It’s okay, I’m here visiting anyway, I can just wait for you," Charlotte Thompson shook her head. Because she was coming to see Annie Anne, she had already arranged her afternoon work, leaving herself plenty of ti.
Seeing this, Annie Anne couldn’t help but reach out and hug Charlotte, gently wrapping her arms around her shoulders, and said coyly, "Charlotte, why are you so nice?"
"Alright, alright."
Charlotte, amused by Annie Anne’s tone, patted her shoulder and urged, "Shouldn’t you be heading to the shoot now?"
"My manager has already talked to the director. After the magazine shoot ends, I can continue with the costu fitting photos here with the crew."
Annie Anne nodded, then sowhat helplessly massaged her own shoulder, sighing, "I was really born into a life of hard work!"
"Isn’t this just the daily life of a big star?" Charlotte teased as she smoothed Annie Anne’s slightly ssy hair.
Afterward, Charlotte and Annie Anne headed to the photoshoot location together, where Charlotte saw the "diva" male model Annie Anne had ntioned.
Charlotte, being a designer who had attended countless fashion shows, might not be familiar with entertainnt stars, but if it’s a well-known model in the industry, Charlotte would definitely recognize them.
When she saw the man not too far away, Charlotte slightly raised her eyebrows.
"It’s him?" Charlotte’s voice was emotionless.
Standing beside Charlotte, Annie Anne quickly turned her head when she heard Charlotte’s words, "You know him?"
"I’ve seen him in several shows before. He’s quite popular because he’s a mixed race, and he’s considered a relatively famous model in the circle," Charlotte said airily.
While Charlotte and Annie Anne were talking, the male model started walking towards them.
"You’re Annie Anne, right?"
The man had a tall posture and refined features; his smile was friendly rather than aloof, making him seem easy to get along with.
Then, he politely extended his hand to Annie Anne, smiling, "I’m your partner. You can call Danny."
Annie Anne nodded in response, "Hello."
However, seeing Danny’s approachable manner, Annie Anne found it hard to connect the current him with the diva reputation.
But on second thought, she realized she hadn’t actually t him before, and the incident was only sothing she heard from the staff, so she didn’t know the specifics.
After exchanging greetings, when Annie Anne attempted to withdraw her hand, to her surprise, Danny showed no sign of releasing it.
Perplexed, Annie Anne lifted her eyes only to find Danny looking her over from head to toe,
Noticing the smile at the corner of Danny’s mouth, Annie Anne could only feel uneasy.
"That dress looks really pretty on you."
eting Annie Anne’s gaze the very next second, Danny released her hand, his expression unchanged.
Annie Anne clenched her palm, tugged at her lips in a makeshift smile, and thanked Danny before he turned and left.
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