Caleb’s thought was not yet settled when a sharp voice rang out, neither too loud nor too soft, commanding yet calm, "I said, I don’t want to wear this!"
"What are you talking about!"
Audrey Wood’s face twisted in anger, "Do you dare not listen to me because your wings aren’t fully hardened?"
Aurelia Shaw slightly squinted her peach blossom eyes, looking at her with a glance, "Although Princess Anne is arrogant and tyrannical, cold-blooded and cruel in her actions, her emotional world is very clear-cut. Not a bit of vulgarity should be found in her. Although she loved a person she shouldn’t love, she still wants to devote her heart and soul to this one man deeply."
"What do you know!" Audrey Wood’s hands trembled a bit, and she raised her voice sharply, feeling guilty.
She sensed that Aurelia Shaw was slipping away from her grasp, becoming increasingly difficult to control. An artist who was originally obedient started to rebel, which made Audrey Wood feel very anxious and angry. How could she let an artist she had manipulated for two years rise above her?
"You’ve only been in the industry for under two years and only acted in a few dramas, and you think you understand the roles in them? I’ve managed more artists than you’ve acted in dramas. I’m asking you to wear this for your good. Do you think actors become famous solely on acting skills? If you don’t sacrifice a bit of yourself, how can you draw more attention? The most important thing for newcomers is to have something that catches attention!"
Aurelia Shaw’s eyes flashed with a hint of annoyance, "Ha, I’m not at the point where I need to use my body to grab other’s attention. Seems like you’ve forgotten you’re an agent, not a madam."
A sudden clapping sound rang out.
Caleb excitedly strode over, grabbed both of Aurelia Shaw’s shoulders, his eyes shining, and couldn’t control his exuberant laughter, "That’s so right! A lot of actors nowadays rely on their bodies and scandals to gain fame, forgetting that they are actors, but being an actor represents everything!"
"Not only did you speak correctly, but dressed rightly at that! This is the image of Princess Anne in my mind, cold-hearted and glamorous, like the poppy, the most beautiful but also the most deadly poison. Those stupid pigs in the costume department, why didn’t they dress you sooner!"
Caleb, thinking about how Princess Anne’s look in the first part got ruined, felt heartache that was bleeding, blaming the costume department entirely.
"Ah! I feel like reshooting the previous scenes!" For someone who pursues perfection, seeing a more perfect character design is simply a torment.
Caleb pulled at his already sparse hair with a remorseful mind, his eyes restless, looking at Aurelia Shaw.
"..." Aurelia Shaw returned him a cold gaze.
This drama isn’t to her tastes, she wouldn’t waste so much time here. Although the previous shoots weren’t perfect, with her face being there, it wouldn’t be too bad; plus, the highlights of this drama are in the latter parts. Her aim is to use this drama to change the impression she left on the audience before.
Caleb drooped his head and sighed. Suddenly, he felt a chill behind him, a cold gaze pierced through his back and looked over. Caleb’s back stiffened, swallowed, rotated his eyes, and looked to one side, not far away stood a tall and graceful man.
Bean-sized sweat beads rolled down Caleb’s forehead, he rotated his eyes, glanced at his fat short hands holding the pretty fragrant shoulders... Caleb’s heart surged with a huge sense of sorrow, wishing he could chop off his hands.
It’s over, provoked a jealous man!