From Trash to Treasure: The Sinclair Family's Beloved Genius novel Chapter 328

Chapter 328: Chapter 328: A Dog’s Mouth Cannot Spit Out Ivory

However, what Chloe Sinclair said gave the director pause.

In the end, he gathered all the cast members and asked if they would be willing to use their makeup on the children.

He was just asking for their opinions, and while the others were still hesitating, Adela Armstrong shook her head emphatically. "Absolutely not."

As she spoke, her gaze flickered to Chloe Sinclair before quickly looking away. She couldn’t help but add, "A single set of my cosmetics costs tens of thousands. It would be a complete waste on these students."

Once Adela Armstrong said that, the others quickly agreed.

"That’s right. Our makeup is all from major international brands, and some of it is sold out everywhere. Using it on these students would be a total waste."

The director had only made a suggestion, but he was still displeased to hear what Adela Armstrong and the others had to say.

He turned his gaze to Gabriel Sinclair. "Gabriel, what do you think?"

Gabriel Sinclair, however, wasn’t concerned. "I don’t have much makeup, so it probably wouldn’t be enough anyway."

His manager had just shoved the cosmetics into his suitcase right before he left.

Chloe Sinclair spoke up at the opportune moment. "I have some makeup, too."

"We brought a lot, too," the two female students added.

Seeing this, the director let out a sigh of relief. "This should be enough. When the time comes, please work quickly to get the students’ makeup done. The performance starts at ten."

The words had barely left his mouth when Adela Armstrong, her face a mask of displeasure, couldn’t resist sniping, "These students live in the mountains day in and day out. They probably don’t even wash their faces regularly. Their skin must be terribly rough. Aren’t you worried you’re just wasting good makeup on them?"

Chloe Sinclair’s eyes darkened. "A foul mouth like that suits you perfectly."

PFFT—

The people nearby who heard her couldn’t help but laugh, quickly lowering their heads and covering their mouths to keep it from being too obvious.

Adela Armstrong’s face alternated between pale and livid, and rage burned within her.

’Just yesterday, Chloe Sinclair worked hard without a single complaint. I thought she was a pushover, but I never expected this girl to be so difficult.’

She took deep, angry breaths to compose herself, her eyes fixed on Chloe Sinclair like a venomous snake poised to strike.

But Chloe Sinclair didn’t even spare her a glance, simply turning around and heading back to the dorm.

Back in the dorm, they began to gather their makeup.

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