"What do you mean?"
Seeing that Hector was going to get to the bottom of it, Lucy covered her face.
"Stop asking, I...Let me go home and calm down."
She immediately stood up but knocked her knee on the marble table, which made a loud noise, then
vibrated.
Hector put out his hand to hold her.
"Be careful."
Lucy lost her balance and fell into his arms.
She paused, then turned her face away because the face that was inches away made her stop
breathing.
It was an interesting moment, as if they were caught in a magnetic field.
After snapping back to reality, Lucy immediately stood back up with her ears red, "I...I’m sorry!"
She couldn’t care about the pain in her knee and wobbled away without looking back.
When she got back next door, she closed the door and stood against the door, taking deep breaths,
reminding herself to calm down.
But her thumping heart was out of her control.
Two days later...Olivia went to see Hector.
Hector was just done with styling the other celebrities and was cleaning up the desk in the makeup
room.
Olivia leaned against the door, reapplied her lipstick, and walked over to him.
"Mr.Vanderbilt."
She leaned against the desk, the silk collars covering her shoulders making her look seductive.
"Have you considered being my personal makeup artist?"
Hector looked at her through the mirror and suddenly smiled.
"Were you as nice to the other makeup artists before this?"
"No."
Olivia approached him, and her chest area was i n full view.
"I only do this to you."
"I’m honored."
Hector zipped up his bag and turned t o look at her with a discreet smile.
"Do you want to go for a drink tonight?"
Olivia wasn’t surprised by this sudden invitation because she knew that men would always fall for her,
and this one, she didn’t even need to spend too much time on.
All she had to do was curl her fingers.
Even though it was a little boring, it was fresh.
"Alright, tonight—" She raised Hector’s chin.
"I'll call you."
After she left, a man who was standing outside walked in and seemed to have heard everything.He
sighed.
"Are you sure about this?" Hector smiled.
"I can’t keep running away from problems." The man was quiet.
"You seem to have a clear mind."
Running away really wasn’t the way to solve problems.
All the male celebrities wanted to escape, but they weren’t powerful enough and could only become
Olivia’s playthings.
Even if they chose to resign, they might be banned from the industry.
Hector walked past the man with this bag in hand, then stopped.
"Why didn’t you become an agent?"
The man paused and looked awkward, but it seemed t o be more like helplessness.
"Something happened to my artist, so I had to quit my position as an agent."
Hector turned to look at him.
"Given your experience, going to another company would be better than staying here."
"You make this sound too simple."
The man’s eyes went toward the view outside the window, looking solemn, "Everyone wants to leave,
but unless you have enough power to fight against them, even if you wanted to leave, they might just
not let you go.
"Zestar would swallow us whole.The executives all have connections.They will only treat you well if you
can bring benefits to this company.
"I’ve been here for eight years and have seen how the company went from its peak to moving
downhill.I’m sure you know Triden.He was the best agent of Zestar at one point, with very famous
artists under his care.But after the deputy director came into power a few years ago and replaced all
the executives with his relatives, all of Triden’s artists were transferred away, and he lost all his
power.He ended up becoming a paparazzo because he wanted to go against the higher-ups and was
banned from everywhere."
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