Chapter 20: Why Can’t You Tell?
Shireen Miller hated her teeth in her heart, she absolutely could not let Blanche Capra become York Charlie’s assistant: now only occasionally have contact with this woman so, if she became York Charlie’s personal assistant, in the future York’s side and heart which still have their own position? If she became York Charlie’s personal assistant, where would she find a place for herself in York’s life and heart?
But she couldn’t do it the hard way, so she forced a smile and pretended to be good for York Charlie, “York, Miss Capra is just a model, she doesn’t know a lot of professional knowledge and things. Let her be an assistant she might not be able to handle it.”
“You can learn if you don’t know how. Who is born knowing all this?” York Charlie didn’t care about this question in the slightest, Blanche Capra’s perception was very high, what wouldn’t be a snap in her hands? What’s more … his intention is not to let her come to be an assistant alone.
“But you changed your personal assistant like this without saying a word, what do you make the original assistant think?” Although she knew that her words were untenable, although she knew that she would probably not be able to stop York Charlie’s decision. But Shireen Miller tried to struggle as best she could.
“Did I say anything about replacing the original assistant?” York Charlie looked at Shireen Miller with an amused look on his face, “It’s just another assistant, her salary comes out of my private account.”
Blanche Capra looked at the two people in front of her arguing over whether she could be York Charlie’s personal assistant or not, and felt that it was ridiculous: obviously, the more important thing was whether she agreed or not, but these two people had never asked for her opinion, were they so sure that she would agree? Are they so sure that they will definitely agree?
Although the position of York Charlie’s personal assistant was a hot one, it didn’t necessarily mean that she, Blanche Capra, would be rushing to do it. What’s more, hooking up with York Charlie wasn’t what she was after; she was a model, and she’d never forgotten that.
“Enough, I’m not going to be your personal assistant. Breakfast is ready too, so I’ll be off.”
Blanche Capra suddenly felt that everything here was nothing short of a farce, and she appeared to be the source of it.
“Why?” York Charlie looked at Blanche Capra with astonishment, he had arranged everything, as long as Blanche Capra came over to this side to work, not only smooth, but also won’t be difficult again, like this time by several investors refused to dare to use her this kind of situation in his side is absolutely impossible to appear.
York Charlie’s reaction Blanche Capra expected, she felt a little funny: does he arrange it, she must go to work?
“It’s nothing, I still like modelling as a job. Although my foot is a bit injured right now, so I can’t work for a while, but I’ll be fine in a few days.” After saying that, she left without waiting for York Charlie to say anything else.
York Charlie had the intention to go after her: Blanche Capra’s foot was still injured, and it was quite a walk from here, but Shireen Miller was pestering him so much that he just couldn’t get away.
On set, in the dressing room.
Blanche Capra rested at home for a few days, and as soon as her foot was healed, she came to the set to continue working, not wanting to slow down the progress of the whole cast because of herself.
“If you ask me, that Blanche woman is a real pain in the arse, she had to fall into the water for a photo shoot, and what’s even more ridiculous is that in the end, she had to take the blame for the whole crew.”
Blanche Capra was about to push open the door to the dressing room when she heard a chirpy female voice inside talking about her.
“Who says it isn’t. She made so much noise the other day as if she’d climbed up to some great figure. Then she fell into the water, and look at this, it’s been a few days since she came? What’s the point of coming to the film set when you’re so pampered like this, wouldn’t it be better to just let people provide for you at home?” Another soprano took up the conversation, and there were obviously quite a few people in here, all talking about her.
Blanche Capra laughed back in exasperation, and she simply retracted her hand on the doorknob: she wanted to hear what these women could make of her!
The coquettish female voice came from inside again, “Climbed up on what? Does she look like she can climb up to someone with her looks? And—”
That girl paused, and as if in the inside gathered people grouped into a circle, deliberately lowered the voice continued, “You do not know, I have heard, she seems to be offended by someone, the top is now pressing her it. Haven’t you heard? Several of her resource appearances have been temporarily replaced.”
“Yes, yes, yes, I’ve also heard about this matter, it seems to say that she was pestering a rich second generation, and was known by that rich second generation’s fiancée, she seems to be targeted by that rich second generation’s fiancée right now, and might be about to be snowed in.”Text property © Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org.
Another female voice different from the two just now. It was true that three women were a show. It’s really ridiculous, these women are really talking as if they have seen it with their own eyes.
Blanche Capra couldn’t stand it any longer, she pushed open the door and entered, there was a sudden silence inside. Blanche Capra swept her eyes over the crowd and opened her mouth in a tone full of mockery, “Why did they all stop? Didn’t you just say I was talking pretty hard? Did you all see that I’m a rich kid? Besides, even if I really climbed into the second generation of rich people, it’s none of your business. It’s not your turn to tell me what to do.”
“Yo, look at that tone of voice!” That delicate voice rang from the ear again, “Aren’t we telling the truth? Who hasn’t encountered a few accidents when taking photos and falling into the water, who hasn’t encountered a few accidents when being a model? You’re the one with the big frame, you fell into the water and made a mess on the film set, not to mention taking the blame for you, tell me how many days you haven’t come to the film set? It’s a fact that you’ve delayed the filming schedule of the whole crew, right?”
“Samira don’t say it,” someone beside her whispered to Samira, even pulling her clothes with her hand in small increments. But it didn’t work, and Samira talked more and more.
“Why shouldn’t we say anything? She’s got the face to do it, let’s-” she finished by looking at Blanche Capra again, “You can’t say you’re not related to anything, we don’t believe you.”
“I’ll admit that my absence the last few days has slowed everyone down and pulled the crew down. I’m also very sorry about that. But it wasn’t because of what happened that day when I fell into the water. Rather, it’s because I accidentally sprained my foot later on at home and couldn’t come over to film things.”
After saying that, she turned her words around and looked straight at Samira, her eyes sharp and straight to the heart, “But just based on the fact that I didn’t come to the film set for a few days aren’t you going a bit too far in making up such a story about me? Who are you to say I’m a subterfuge? Who are you to say that I’m a rich man? Who are you to slander me like that? Did you see me sleeping with a rich man with your own eyes or did you hear it?”
Samira was forced backward by her, but she was still calm, “How could you have offended his fiancée if you didn’t pester him? How did you get rejected by so many advertisers? If you don’t have a weak heart, why are you arguing with me?”
Blanche Capra laughed instead of being angry, “This is my business, it’s not your turn to care.”
Samira was about to argue with her again, “You …”
“What are you all arguing about? Come out when you’re all almost ready, don’t delay everyone, finish filming early and call it a day.”
The producer’s head suddenly poked in from outside the door, apparently the sound of the girls just bickering was too loud and disturbed the producer.
“We’ll be done in a minute, in a minute.”
“Move a little faster all of you, don’t keep people waiting, there’s this time to argue, you’ve finished filming a clip.”
“Yes, yes, yes, we know, we’ll be right over.”
Someone on the side immediately picked up the producer’s words. In a good voice, he replied with a smiling face. Only then did the producer let out a “hum” and left the door.