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Those in the know offered awkward smiles and vague agreement. Others murmured, “Yeah, you do look alike.”
“But if you look closely, you can still see the difference.”
“Different styles. One is like a peony, flamboyant and captivating; the other is like a lily, pure, and elegant.”
Scarlett replied calmly, “It’s funny. When I was a kid, I was told I looked like Miss Louis.” Those who understood the subtle dig exchanged glances.
Indeed, Scarlett was young, only twenty–one. She was a recent graduate with a natural, unspoiled beauty. From a wealthy family, she’d received the best education and upbringing, possessing an innate elegance, confidence, and composure that made her luminous. Anya, while not old – only twenty–nine – had gotten most of her features done. And she’d been in showbiz for years, wearing the complexities of her past. She hailed from a modest background and had spent most of her time on acting lessons instead of academics, which made her look a bit superficial.
Innate grace transcends artifice, and the contrast between the two women was striking. Someone attempted to lighten the mood.“Everyone, help yourselves to the buffet, wine, champagne, whatever you like.”
you
eat
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The crowd dispersed. They automatically split up into groups to drink and chat.
Chase his arm around Scarlett’s waist.“What would
like to put
or drink?”
No one was actually here for the food or drink, Scarlett felt awkward because she didn’t know any of them.“Let’s sit by the window.”
Chase brought her favorite wine and dessert, staying by her side, but his gaze kept drifting toward Anya. Anya was charming and confident, speaking with reporters and influencers, toasting producers and screenwriters. Then, she engaged in conversation with two powerful directors. She was serious about her return to the States; these connections were crucial.
Under the influence of alcohol, ambition and power plays unfolded, resulting in unwanted attention and boundary–testing.
Chase’s face grew darker, his aura more menacing. Initially, he’d managed to focus on Scarlett; later, even that became impossible.
Scarlett noticed a director’s hand on Anya’s lower back, another offering her a large glasf brandy…
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