Peach Goodman’s face turned bright red in an instant.
She lowered her head, twirling her fingers nervously, her voice as light as a mosquito’s whisper: "Yes..."
"Lady, you need to be more careful when walking, don’t be careless again," said Charlotte as she turned to look at the assistant director.
"Mr. Assistant Director, would you be so kind as to give Peach another opportunity? Please do not fire her this time."
Peach’s pupils shuddered; she had never imagined that Charlotte would stand up for her.
After she secured her job, she was particularly cautious. Initially, Peach had her own selfish reasons; after all, working in the entertainment industry would often lead to encounters with many stars.
However, once she started working, Peach realized that not everything is as it appears on the surface.
The glamour and brilliance were merely false facades behind which lay secrets they did not want to be discovered.
The assistant director also seemed surprised. He turned to Charlotte, momentarily at a loss for words.
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Only then did the assistant director snap back to reality, hastily nodding at Charlotte.
"Since Miss Thompson has spoken, I see no reason not to agree."
He glanced at Peach standing next to him, who was standing still. He nudged her with his hand.
"What are you waiting for? Thank Miss Charlotte quickly."
Perhaps Peach was overly nervous, finding it hard to articulate her words after hemming and hawing for a while.
Charlotte shook her head and walked away.
However, just a few steps away, she heard Peach’s voice behind her.
"Miss... Miss Thompson!"
By the time Charlotte turned to look back, Peach had already run to Charlotte’s side.
"Didn’t I tell you not to be so handsy with me?" Charlotte said with a smile, a gleam of light dancing in her beautiful almond eyes.
Peach blushed, stepping back, and covered her face with her hands, not knowing what to do.
Seeing her all flustered and at a loss for words, Charlotte thought she looked quite adorable. It seemed like a long time since she’d seen someone so shy.
Peach took a deep breath and finally gathered up the courage to say out loud: "Thank you, Miss Charlotte, thank you for your big help. I don’t know how to thank you."
Compared to her hesitation earlier, she was now able to utter her words in one breath.
Placing a hand on her lips, Charlotte finally couldn’t help but laugh out loud.
"You are so adorable."
Maybe because she had spent time with the children in the studio, she couldn’t resist reaching out to touch Peach’s hair.
Coco, standing to the side, couldn’t help but twitch her mouth corners.
Charlotte, cool yourself!
Realizing her actions, Charlotte quickly retracted her hand.
Peach blinked and looked up to see Charlotte.
Charlotte was stunning, with a chill beauty that could intimidate people when she wasn’t smiling. That’s why people who first met Charlotte tended to think she was unpleasant.
Peach had thought so too.
But seeing Charlotte’s smile today completely overturned her assumptions.
"Miss Thompson...you...you’re beautiful."
Upon realizing her words might sound inappropriate, Peach quickly covered her mouth.
"No, no, not that... "
"Thank you for the compliment. You’re beautiful too. Be more confident. The show is about to start, I need to go now."
Charlotte nodded. The break was over; she needed to get back to the studio.