“Hmm… no!” Aurelia answered seriously and frankly, "Uncle, a necklace is a pretty thing!"
"What, you mean I'm not pretty?" Neil was indignant. "Pretty" was not quite an adjective for him, but he was a handsome man acknowledged by showbiz, and his title as the nation's first love did not come in vain.
"No, no!" Aurelia hurried to say.
"Then what do you mean? Didn't you say that necklaces are pretty?"
"It's not that you're not pretty." Aurelia smiled. "But you're no 'thing'!"
"Aurelia!"
How dare she!?
…
The new film was in the preparation stage, but Trinity was not quite happy.
When Cordelia saw her in the cafe with a pair of dark eye circles and a gaze of despair, she felt so bad about it.
"Cordelia, change her out!" Trinity was exasperated. "What kind of a monster is Ava Baker? Never mind that she can't get her lines straight. She looks the same no matter the emotions! I don't want the title of the prodigious director, okay? How am I a f*cking genius!? I can't teach her!"
Cordelia could not hold back and let a chuckle slip. Even Michelle had not pushed Trinity to such a corner back then.
"Trinity, put up with it a bit more." Cordelia ordered the director's favorite sea-salt cheesecake and an Americano. "Ava's not a monster. She really wants to be an actress!"
"Huh?"
Trinity pulled up some photos. It was a collage of four photos, all Ava's face.
Cordelia frowned. "Why are you showing me four same photos?"
"Hah, it's not the same!" Trinity sneered. "The production requires the female lead to express four different scenes!"
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