When Chloe Sinclair appeared on set, the crew certainly knew what it meant.
Many of them got teary-eyed; a huge weight was finally lifted from their shoulders.
"Chloe is a literal goddess for the production team. Our show is probably saved now."
As soon as Chloe walked onto the set, the eyes of many crew members turned toward her.
Chloe graciously allowed them to look her over.
Paul Lancaster, however, was extremely excited. "Where are the makeup artist and stylist?" he called out at once. "Quick, get Chloe into her costume."
Director Lancaster was known for his swift action on set, so the crew under him reacted just as quickly, returning to their posts in an instant.
Without a word, they got straight to work.
Chloe was led into a tent by the makeup artist and stylist.
After putting on the costume and having her hair styled, Chloe let the makeup artist have her way with her face.
"Chloe, your skin is just too good."
It was as smooth as silk and as fair as jade.
The makeup artist was a young woman who loved stories with tropes like *The Overbearing Prince Falls for Me*, where such words were often used to describe the female lead.
She used to think it was just literary exaggeration, but she never expected to meet a girl in real life who was exactly as described in a novel.
"This face of yours gives me no sense of accomplishment."
Chloe blinked her long lashes, her eyes filled with confusion. The expression made her look both dazed and adorable.
The makeup artist was instantly won over. She smiled and said, "You’re so beautiful, I don’t even know where to start."
For some people, makeup could cover flaws. For others, it only masked their natural aura, making it rather superfluous.
Being praised like this, Chloe smiled. "Miss, you can just follow the makeup described in the script."
The makeup artist froze for a second, then slapped her own forehead in a moment of realization.


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