Spoiled By The CEO: Why The Wife Is Kinda Sweet? novel Chapter 376

The makeup artist who was doing her makeup hurriedly said, “Laura gave them to us. Almost everyone in the cast has one, but the style is different. Look, mine is a chapel.”

She said, and showed the decoration she’d already clasped onto her keychain.

A hint of contempt flashed through Sally’s eyes as she sneered, “A piece of junk like that being held up as a treasure – and here I thought it was something nice! Keychains? We use fingerprint locks these days, okay? Only country rubes still use keys to open their doors!”

“…”

The entire dressing room fell into an awkward silence.

Josephine had already finished her makeup and walked out coolly.

Everyone looked at each other, no one daring to say anything.

At that moment, Laura came in.

“Excuse me, Rhea, I just messed up my mascara. Can you touch it up for me?”

Because personnel were limited, other than the female lead Josephine, the rest of them had one makeup artist for a few people at once.

Rhea, as things went, did both Laura and Sally’s makeup.

Hearing her voice right now, she hastily said, “Oh, sure. Sit here, and I’ll fix your makeup right away.”

“Okay.”

But the moment Laura sat down, Sally’s biting tones rang out from the side.

“Rhea, I remember the cast specifically arranged you to do my makeup, so why are you doing hers?”

Hearing that, Rhea said awkwardly, “I’m sorry, Sally, but there’s only five makeup artists to over a dozen people who need their makeup done at once. So except for Josephine, everyone else has to share.”

Sally widened her eyes at that, as if she’d heard something astonishing.

“What did you say? We’re sharing?”

Rhea nodded uncomfortably.

“Then why didn’t I see you do their makeup before?”

“That’s because they came early, and you came the latest, so they were all done when you arrived…”

At those words, Sally’s face changed instantly.

Because it was a period drama, the costumes were complicated, so it was a bit more work to put in than modern shows.

To line up for their makeup every day, every actress woke up early. After all, to get the hairdo done followed by the styling and all those different steps, it took at least an hour or so.

And the director this time, Leroy, was one who only looked at acting ability instead of status, and there wasn’t a single example of his work that didn’t draw in crowds.

That was why Sally had tried her utmost to persuade him, not only bringing her own capital but also promising not to try anything with special treatment. Only then had she gotten in the cast.

If Leroy knew that she was arriving at the last minute every day, he’d probably have some choice comments.

Sally’s expression turned particularly nasty.

Seeing that at the side, Laura smiled, “It’s all right. Do her makeup first, Rhea. I’ll wait at the side.”

Hearing that, Rhea could only comply. “Okay, then.”

With that, Laura smiled a friendly smile at Sally.

Sally, though, thought that meant she was scared of her, and sneered, “At least you know what’s good for you.”

Then she turned around and had Rhea do her makeup.

That scene, though, was clear for everyone else in the dressing room to see, and they all showed expressions of disdain.

Come on, she was just a third-rate little celeb who bought her way into the cast, what was she doing putting on airs?