After a short while, Winnie walked out of the room after dressing make-up and changing her clothes.
Wearing a black, long dress, she looked so gorgeous with her long, curly hair cascading on her back.
The director shouted, âEveryone come over. Get yourself prepared and our shooting will begin.â
All staff in the shooting studio moved towards the director.
Winnieâs assistant hurriedly ran over and helped Winnie smoothen her dress.
Channing took several steps backwards until he reached an inconspicuous corner. He then landed his gaze on Winnieâs face.
Not far away from the corner, Winnie was discussing the scene that she needed to shoot later with the director. She slightly nodded her head from time to time and smiled, âThank you, director.â
The shooting began soon.
The flashes of the cameras lit up the whole studio, Winnie stood on the stage with a bright smile, surrounded by the staff.
She should be like this.
After a while, Channing withdrew his gaze and walked out of the shooting studio.
The shooting came to an end in half an hour.
The staff thanked Winnie in chorus, âThank you for your hard work, Ms. Truman.â
Winnie replied, âThank you for your hard work too.â
She then prepared to come back to the changing room to change her cloth. But Winnie suddenly paused and looked around, âWhereâs Channing?â
Her assistant was also confused, âHe was over there not long ago. Maybe he went out because he thought this place was too noisy.â
Winnie also thought it possible and said, âI will change my cloth first.â
After entering the changing room, Winnie took off the dress and put on her own clothes. She took her phone from her assistant and hurriedly walked out of the studio.
But she suddenly paused after taking several steps.
Her assistant asked, âWhatâs wrong, Winnie?â
Winnie stared at the screen of her phone and replied, âNothing. Channing has come back to his school.â
She saw the message that Channing sent her twenty minutes ago.
Her assistant asked in confusion, âWhy did he leave alone?â
Winnie put her phone into her handbag, âHe has a final exam tomorrow.â
âNo wonder. The director asked me whether heâs your boyfriend or not just now.â
Winnie was bewildered.
She asked, âHow did you reply?â
Her assistant replied, âI said heâs your friendâs younger brother. The director complimented him, saying that heâs so handsome and asking whether he wanted to enter the entertainment industry or not. But I told him he had signed a contract with JH Film Company.â
Her assistant then asked, âBy the way, Winnie, does he have a girlfriend?â
Winnie gently shook her head, âProbably he doesnât have one. Before when I chatted with her sister, her sister said that he is so fascinated by a girl.
But heâs afraid that the girl would refuse his affection, so he hasnât confessed his love to her.â
Her assistant was confused and at the same time shocked, âHeâs so handsome and has an outstanding performance in study. How excellent the girl is that she even wants to refuse him?â
âItâs their business and we canât comment on it when we donât know the truth. Letâs go.â
...
When Stella arrived home, she found it was still early, so she cleaned up the whole house.
Looking at the babyâs toys and the crib, Stella sat down on the carpet and became lost in her thoughts.
She had only been back for two days. And the following days seemed to be so awful.
After a long while, Stella pulled herself together, stood up and walked into the bathroom.
She came back to her bathroom, opened her drawing book, and began to draw the design for Freyaâs rings.
She scratched several versions, but none of them met her criteria. Stella tore off the papers, kneaded them and threw the ball into the trash can.
When she lifted her head again, it was almost 1 a.m.
Clarence hadnât come back.
Stella picked up her phone but put it down at the next moment.
Never mind. They only came back to City N after staying in Riverside for a month, so Clarence must have to deal with many matters. Maybe he wouldnât come back tonight.
Stella, who couldnât sleep, decided to continue to draw the design.
When it was 3 a.m., Stella finally felt a bit sleepy.
She stretched out lazily. Just as she stood up, there came some noises from the door.
There came some footsteps. Clarence walked into the room and said in a low voice, âItâs so late. Why donât you sleep?â
Stella yawned, âI prepared to go to bed. I thought you wonât come back tonight.â
Clarence tore down his necktie. He looked a bit tired as he said, âI will come back late in the next few days. You can go to bed first and I will take a bath.â
Stella nodded and then lay down on the bed.
When she was sleeping, she felt the other side of the bed sinking and at the next moment, she was pulled into a warm embrace.
Stella let out an inexplicit groan and found a place that was comfortable for her in his arms.
Clarenceâs voice sounded, âHowâs Elaineâs performance in your study today?â
Stella responded to her with her eyes closed, âNot bad. Actually sheâs not that spoiled as Iâve imagined. Maybe itâs because she had been confined in Riverside for so long, plus that the people around her all pampered her, she would have some weird behaviour from time to time.â
Clarence smiled and rubbed her head, âDonât pamper her. Feel free to give her any orders.â
âOkay...â Stella paused and then slowly opened her eyes, âI want to come to the Steward Group to have a look tomorrow.â
âWould you like me to go with you?â
âDonât bother. I just thought I should tell you about this.â Stella continued, âNow the matters related to Armand have been solved, which means the biggest problem in the Steward Group is gone. Every project is progressing and everything gradually comes to the right track, so I...â
Clarence continued, âSo you want to leave the Steward Group?â
Stella nodded, âThere is little time left to the fashion week and I want to make full preparation for it. Plus that Sherry is pregnant, so I canât let her handle the matters of the studio alone. Itâs just that... I canât figure out a suitable candidate to take charge of the Steward Group.â
Clarence comforted her, âFrancis is dealing with the matters in the Steward Group. You can rest assured and focus on the preparation for the fashion week. As for the suitable candidate, letâs talk about this when the fashion week is over.â
âOkay.â
Clarence gently patted her back, âSleep.â
Stella felt sleepy again. She yawned lazily and closed her eyes.
Clarence patted her back slowly and looked out of the windows, seeming to be pondering something.
When Stella woke up the next morning, she found Clarence had left.
She prepared the breakfast and then came out, intending to wake up Sherry and Elaine.
Seeing that Sherry walked out of the house alone, Stella asked, âDidnât Daniel come back last night?â
Sherry rubbed her eyes and replied, âHe hasnât come back. He told me he had to deal with some matters.â
Right at this moment, Elaine walked out of her house with her eyes half-closed, âMorning.â
Stella replied, âMorning. Come to my home to have breakfast.â
After breakfast, Stella said to Sherry, âSherry, I want to go to the Steward Group today. Please take Elaine to our studio.â
Mr. Conrad Proposes to His Ex-wife Again ï¤Chapter 632: Are You Ms. Trumanâs Boyfriend?
An Eight-year-old Princess ï¤Chapter 1410 Go And Return Quickly Critic ï¤Chapter 105: Missing Drake Sherry nodded her head, âOkay.â
Before leaving, Stella looked towards Elaine, âElaine, Sherry will take care of you today. Be obedient.â
Elaine replied obediently, âOkay.â
Stella then left the house. Her phone rang the moment she got into the car.
Stella then answered the call. Samuel said, âMs. Radomil, Iâve gotten some information of the person that you asked me to investigate before.â
Stella said, âSay it.â
âSheâs French and has been living in Paris for a long time. Her fiancé is also French. Iâve checked it and indeed she didnât lie to you. She always asked Modesty to design customized jewellery for her when she was in Paris, and she even recommended Modesty to her friends.â
âHave you found out what drove her to come back to the country?â
âNot yet. But I found sheâs going to marry her fiancé. Could it be that she merely came to you for her wedding rings?â
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