A gorgeous woman who had on designers and was carrying a luxury bag walked into the office. She had a huge smile, but it was fake. It grew wider when she stopped a meter away from Stella. This woman was none other than Vivien.
Stella flashed Vivien a genuine smile and greeted her politely.
She wasn’t fazed or surprised by Vivien’s sudden appearance.
The last time Vivien made a fuss online and apologized, her team promised to make it up to Prosperity Group by promoting the brand ten times for free. Today’s shoot was the start of Vivien fulfilling that promise.
Vivien turned her head and kept mute as if no one had spoken to her.
It was obvious she was going to be difficult. However, Stella didn’t get mad. She knew that Vivien must be trying so hard to stay calm.
After all, losing to her in that manner must have rankled her.
Lina stepped in just in time.
“Vivien, you are early. The shoot isn’t until an hour’s time.”
“Since I came early, let my session come first before the others,”
Vivien demanded arrogantly and put on her sunglasses.
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Lina agreed without hesitation.
She raised her head and ordered Stella, “Stella, please go to the set with her team first. I’ll come over when the others arrive.
Remember, don’t mess this up.”
“Got it.” Stella grabbed her handbag, walked out, and left in Vivien’s car.
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In the car, Stella was well aware that Vivien didn’t like her. To avoid clashing with her today, she took out a file about the shoot and went through it. Her head was kept down for a long time.
The clothes that the stars would try on this time were ones she had seen before.
She wasn’t new to clothing designs, so she had a rough idea of the process it took-from the dyeing to production techniques and the Likes.
It took her minutes to read through the documents. And when she was done, she breathed a sigh of relief and closed the file.
“hat’s between you and Matthew?” Vivien suddenly asked.
She took off her sunglasses and looked at Stella contemptuously.
With an expressionless face, Stella replied formulaically, “A work relationship. He’s my boss and I’m his subordinate.”
Vivien snorted, “Subordinate, my foot! Since when is a subordinate obligated to go to her boss’s house at night? What a dutiful employee you are! Is that why you moved to Prosper Bay too?”
This questions drew a frown from Stella.