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“Do you still need to ask?”

Arthur North let go of her chin, still leaning over to look at her, creating an oppressive atmosphere.

Daisy Zane stared at him in astonishment. After a while, she finally realized that Arthur had kissed his own finger.

She pursed her lips slightly and lowered her gaze, whispering, “Third Master, you’re not taking this seriously.”

Her voice was as cold as usual, showing no sign of emotion. If Arthur hadn’t seen her blushing ear tips, he would have thought that Daisy was lacking certain emotional capacity.

“What is it that I’m not taking seriously?” Arthur looked at her ears and decided to tease her, “I can be more serious.”

Daisy frowned and looked up at him. Despite her heavy opera makeup, the chilliness in her gaze was noticeable.

Arthur’s smile froze, and he quickly admitted, “I made a mistake.”

Seeing his pitiful and sincere expression, Daisy hesitated for a moment and then laughed gently.

Arthur was relieved to see that she was not angry about his actions and laughed along, “Close your eyes, I’ll do it seriously.”

After doing her makeup, Arthur called Anisa Cooper in to help her comb her hair and wear the costume.

It was past eleven o’clock in the morning by the time they finished everything. During the process, the director’s assistant secretly peeked three times. He thought no one noticed him, but in reality, his round head had already been discovered.

So, after getting ready, Daisy immediately headed to the film set.

When she arrived at the scene, the director was genuinely stunned.

Daisy’s natural beauty was already captivating and eye-catching, a perfect combination of elegance and coldness.

Now, with her opera makeup, her beauty was magnified. The original coldness was overlaid with colors, making her look like a blooming begonia. Moreover, her temperament and bearing were unparalleled.

The director was dumbstruck.

It wasn’t until he felt an invisible knife hanging over his neck that he suddenly came to his senses, withdrew his gaze, and cautiously glanced at Arthur.

Then he squeezed out an even uglier smile than crying.

Arthur:

The director was a detail-oriented person and willing to spend money on filming.

The stage was built very professionally, almost a one-to-one reproduction of the stages seen in old photos.

He was also very meticulous about each shot, especially today when Daisy was dressed so stunningly, his requirements went up a notch.

They spent nearly two hours on just a few shots, going back and forth repeatedly. Arthur even offered some free guidance.

A director had been hired, but it was clear that Arthur’s skills were higher and his eye sharper.

As the director strove to make Daisy’s “Hannah Campbell” character dazzle everyone’s eyes as soon as she appeared, he also felt heartache over the money spent on the makeup artist and guidance.

It wasn’t until after one o’clock that Daisy was temporarily spared and allowed to eat.

However, she had no appetite at all. Her waist belt was too tight, her headband was also tight, and her headpiece was heavy and stuffy…

In a nutshell, being an opera actress was too tough.

“I’ll loosen your clothes a bit and tie them back up after you’re done filming,” said Arthur.

“It’s alright,” Daisy said, sitting up straight in her chair and fiddling with the red tassel on her costume, “I might not be able to put my clothes back on after eating. It would be even more uncomfortable if they were tight.”

“Then have some milk tea.” Arthur inserted a straw and brought it to her lips.

Michael Jackson and Allonzo Hobson had driven out earlier to buy a lot of food.

Daisy took the tea and took a sip, only to hear Anisa’s voice next to her, “Miss Zane, drink less, it’s high in calories.”

Although her voice was low, a few people nearby all looked over.

Especially that look from Kevin Clark, it was so fleeting, it made others feel uncomfortable.

But Anisa Cooper persevered through the pressure, lowered her head, and continued, “You gained two pounds after eating last night.” Daisy Zane: .

Allonzo Hobson couldn’t help but burst out laughing first.

“Although you slimmed down again in the morning,” Anisa whispered, “But this is a warning, you have to be careful. Gaining weight will not look good on camera. And gaining and losing weight during a show is very noticeable. People will think your face is swollen.”

Daisy Zane didn’t care much about her body, but she always paid great attention to her image.

Robinson Scott had previously commented on her: death is acceptable, but it must be beautiful.

Although it’s a bit exaggerated, Daisy put the milk tea back, and wiped the lipstick on the straw with a tissue paper.

Kevin Clark also chuckled and said, “There will be a lot of physical activity during the shooting later, and the high calories will be burned off. You won’t gain weight.”

“No need.” Daisy Zane said, “I’ll eat after we finish shooting.”

The director finished eating quickly and was now arranging the audience at the scene.

Daisy Zane, feeling bored, sat in a chair and scrolled through some videos on her phone.

As a result, five out of ten videos were of Amelia Miles dancing, or various internet celebrities showing support for her.

Hill Dawson had said that Amelia Miles also wanted the Spotlight endorsement. Olivia Chester had been working hard to increase her popularity recently.

You could tell that a lot of effort had been put into it.

Suddenly, Kevin Clark’s hand gently squeezed the back of her neck, Daisy Zane looked up at him but didn’t say anything and continued scrolling through the videos on her phone.

Soon, there was another video of Amelia Miles dancing.

Daisy Zane initially wanted to swipe away, but a line in the video caught her attention.

—Amelia Miles dancing to “Years” is called Little Kiara.

Daisy Zane couldn’t help but watch the dance section she performed. Kevin Clark, standing behind her, could see it naturally.

“Do you like it?” Kevin Clark knew she had a dance background but never asked about it.

Daisy Zane didn’t answer him, instead asking, “Kiara is…?”

“Sophie Ortiz,” Kevin Clark said, “from the Imperial Capital’s Lane family, Mrs. Lane. A very powerful dancer and chairman of the Dance Association.” “The Lane family.” Daisy Zane repeated.

‘”Years’ is one of Mrs. Lane’s classic works,” Kevin Clark said, pausing as if wanting to say more, but ultimately remaining silent.

Daisy Zane watched the dance again and asked, “I heard that the Leafeild and Lane families in Imperial City are equally matched and at odds. How do you guys get along?”

“What do you think?”

“I heard… both of you want to destroy each other and become the most powerful family alone,” Daisy Zane said calmly.

“Daisy, where do you hear these things?” Kevin Clark laughed, “Why are eight out of ten pieces of news fake?”

“Which two are true?” Daisy Zane turned her head up and looked at him, “Third

Master Clark’s romantic exploits or his scandals?”

Kevin Clark gently flicked her forehead, “Did you do that on purpose?”

Because of the facial pieces from the opera, her face felt a bit tight, so she could only smile with pursed lips.

Even though Kevin Clark knew she did it on purpose, he still explained, “Don’t listen to those nonsense, I am innocent.”

Daisy Zane laughed even harder, and her headdress started to tremble with her laughter.

Kevin Clark:

Anisa Cooper, who was chatting with Allonzo Hobson and Michael Jackson not far away, couldn’t help but smile when she saw this scene.

She noticed that Daisy Zane seemed to smile a lot when she was with Third

Master Clark..