Without the slightest hesitation, Lily Sterling shook her head.
"I don’t want to become like her."
She explained.
Hearing this, Iris Underwood let out a soft laugh. Her eyes sparkled as she looked at Lily Sterling. In this young woman, she saw a purity and clarity she hadn’t encountered in a long time—even her thoughts were so genuinely good.
Finally, she nodded. "In this business, patience can sometimes be a good trait, but you can’t let it become a permanent part of your personality."
Lily Sterling looked puzzled.
Iris Underwood said bluntly, "To put it plainly, you can’t just keep enduring everything. Otherwise, people will think you’re a pushover, and in this industry, being a ’pushover’ is not a good thing."
As expected of a top agent with years of experience, just a few words from her were enough to give Lily Sterling a much-needed reality check.
"Miss Underwood, is someone like me not cut out to survive in this industry?" Lily Sterling asked the question that had been troubling her, making her anxious, but that she had never dared to voice.
But to her surprise, Iris Underwood immediately refuted her self-doubt.
Iris Underwood blurted out, "Of course you’re suited for it! This industry never lacks hardworking people. What it lacks are geniuses, and you are a genius. You were born to be an actress!"
"But I..."
Iris Underwood took Lily Sterling’s hand, fully understanding her hesitation. She patted the back of it reassuringly and said, "You’re still young. Perhaps you were sheltered too well growing up, so it’s normal to find it hard to adapt now that you’ve suddenly been thrown into this world."
"Everyone has to grow up. The more you experience, the more you’ll understand. Right now, you’re new to this world, so every step you take is tentative and cautious. Even when people bully you, you know to endure it because you understand that calling them out is pointless. That means you’re not completely clueless. You’re more level-headed than a lot of people."
"But being composed isn’t the same as being weak, and you can’t let people think you’re a pushover. You can tolerate things for a while, but not forever."
Lily Sterling listened intently, seeming to grasp the general idea.
’Miss Underwood is telling me that I can tolerate the small stuff, but I can’t be a pushover forever.’
"Thank you, Miss Underwood. I feel much better now," Lily Sterling said obediently.
Iris Underwood found herself liking the young woman before her more and more. She had the talent, and her gentle personality actually stirred a protective instinct in her that she hadn’t felt in a long time.
"Don’t thank me. You know I have ulterior motives where you’re concerned."
As she spoke, Iris Underwood glanced at Yuna and Finn and teased, "You already have assistants? You didn’t go behind my back and find a better offer, did you?"
"No, no, Miss Underwood, don’t misunderstand! Finn and Yuna are from the production company. They were temporarily assigned to look after me."
Iris Underwood nodded at that. Then, she pulled a sample contract from her purse. "Anyway, you’re on set right now, so I’m not in a rush. Take some time to look over the contract. This is the standard template our company uses for signing artists. It’s the same version Andrew signed."
"If you find any issues with it, you can mark them, and we can discuss them properly later. Regardless, I still very much hope you’ll come work with me."
Lily Sterling accepted it with both hands and nodded gratefully.
Lily Sterling didn’t tell her sister what happened on set today. She knew her sister must be happy to be back in Veridia and didn’t want to make her worry.
Cecilia Sterling was enjoying a rare, lazy day at home, video-chatting with Estelle Goodman.
"Honey, I’m so bored to death without you here! I used to think it was great having just the two of us in the dorm, but now I wish we’d get a new roommate to keep me company."
"Then why don’t you go out more? You wouldn’t miss me so much if you didn’t stay cooped up in the dorm."


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