Chapter 223
Chapter 223
“Don’t sweat it; I’ll be in top form during the recording.” Astrid yawned, “By the way, where’s Dale? Has he gone to the studio?”
“He’s already there.” Gracie sighed, “I still haven’t got your brother’s contact info. I have no chance to even approach him. It’s a
real downer!”
Astrid quickly comforted her, “That’s just the way my brother is. He doesn’t deserve you, and missing out on you is his loss!”
“You got that right! I’m a stunner! I’ve got both the looks and the curves; he’s definitely taking an L by missing out on me!” Gracie
finished, then heaved a deep sigh, “But your brother is really handsome!”
Astrid was dumbfounded.
She stayed up late last night playing with Roman, so she had Chad continue to attack Quincy’s firewall. But even with a whole
night’s effort, Chad still had no results.
This made her even more suspicious of Quincy.
Looks like she’ll be pulling an all–nighter tonight.
She popped a piece of candy in her mouth and thought it was deliciously sweet.
The candy Elio picked truly tasted great. It was sweet but not too much; she really liked it.
Before she could even finish one piece, she heard Gracie shouting, “Astrid, what did you just eat???”
Astrid looked confused, “Candy.”
“You’re a rising star; you need to watch your figure. How can you eat candy? I’m going to confiscate them all!” Before Gracie
could finish, she saw Astrid in the rear–view mirror quickly stuffing several pieces of candy into her mouth. Then she flashed her
a triumphant peace sign.
Gracie got a headache from anger, and as soon as she got out of the car, she started calling to complain, “Astrid’s getting out of
hand; she actually ate high–calorie candy! And several pieces of it too!”
Dale replied. “You’re telling me this, but what can I do? I can’t afford to offend her, let alone her brother.”
Gracie fell silent.
Never mind; she couldn’t afford to offend them either.
Seeing Gracie frowning, Astrid walked over and whispered, “Alright, Gracie, I’ll watch my diet in the future. Don’t worry.”
“You said it yourself; I didn’t threaten you.” After Gracie finished, she and Astrid entered the studio together.
.
Today she and Joana were promoting their drama together; their TV show was about to air.
Astrid saw Joana from a distance. If it were before, even if she didn’t dare to do anything, Joana would still say a few sarcastic
words.
But ever since Fannie’s incident, many netizens have been saying that female artists who had beef with Astrid didn’t end up well.
Joana may be disdainful, but she was still a bit scared deep down.
Her career had just started and she didn’t want any problems.
So she was very polite to Astrid, “Astrid, you’re here? I’ve been waiting for you for a long time.”
Astrid smiled and nodded, “Let’s go.”
They were both not new to this studio and quickly found the green room.
After sitting for a bit, a young woman with a work badge appeared at the door of the green room, “Ms. Irvine, the makeup room is
this way.” “Alright, thank you.” Selena called in sick today and took a day off; therefore, she had Dale arrange a makeup artist
with the studio. However, she didn’t expect them to be so efficient.
Joana felt even more uncomfortable when she saw that the studio had even found a makeup artist specifically for Astrid.
The VIP makeup room wasn’t far from the green room; it was only about a dozen meters away.
When Astrid walked in, a young girl was already waiting for her. Seeing her come in, the girl immediately smiled and said, “Hello
Ms. Irvine, you can call me Carla; I’m your makeup artist for today. If you have any requests about your makeup, just let me
know.”
“Just a light makeup will do.” After Astrid finished, Carla gave her a shy smile, then quickly opened her makeup kit and started
doing her makeup. Gracie went to the restroom, and only Astrid and Carla were left in the makeup room.
Someone knocked on the door, causing Carla to put down her tools and run to open the door.
As soon as the door opened, a strong smell of alcohol hit them, and when Carla saw who it was, her face changed immediately,
and she shouted, “Ms. Irvine, run!”
“Run?”