Jessie's well-timed ass-kissing.

David looked pale and did not speak again, but played the game on his phone.

One by one, people came in and Julia came too.

Violet said hello to her and set up her makeup tools one by one.

She subconsciously turned around and met Lucie's hostile eyes.

Was Lucie hating her for taking her job?

Violet pursed her lips and withdrew her eyes.

Work was proceeding as usual.

Once she had finished applying makeup for Julia and David respectively, she gathered her makeup tools and went to the bathroom.

Once she was free, she will think astray.

The results of the genetic test report will be available today.

Was her daughter related to Louis or not?

Why was she still thinking about this problem?

Whether the daughter was related to Louis or not, she was her own daughter alone!

Violet shook off those tumultuous thoughts and went out of the bathroom.

Back in the dressing room, there was no one else inside except Lucie.

Violet ignored Lucie's unfriendly look and sat down to wait for Julia and David to come back to fix their makeup.

It didn't take long for David to return wet.

Followed by Jessie who inquired after David's health.

Violet got up.

David had just shot a scene in the rain, so he was drenched.

His makeup had to be refinished as well.

Violet opened her makeup box and got ready.

Her long, slender fingers swept through the rows of make-up tools, and when she was about to pick up a bottle of moisturizer, her fingers paused slightly.

She has OCD at work.

Each item must be put in a very neat manner.

For example, the side of a cosmetic product with the label must face outward.

so that she can see it at a glance.

Now, the moisturizer's label was facing inward.

What did this mean?

Did she not pay attention when she placed it before?

Unlikely.

Because of long years of habit, even if she had something on her mind, she will place items according to her idea.

So, someone had touched her makeup bag!

The thought flashed quickly through her mind.

Without moving, she picked up the bottle of moisturizer and opened it to check its contents.

The moisturizer was a big brand that she specially prepared for David, so it had only just been opened.

The inside of this bottle looked similar to the previous one.

Can't see anything wrong with it.

Violet pretended to see Lucie, who was not far away, and watched her looking straight in her direction.

Having a eye contact, she averted in a hurry.

Was this, a sign of guilty conscience?

Violet's eyes flickered, and her eyes moved back to Jessie, who was fixing her hair, thoughtfully.

At that moment, David changed his clothes and came out.

Violet looked back at David's clean face and put the moisturizer back in her hand.

"David, did not sleep well yesterday? Your face is a little bad! How about I help you change your moisturizer for the primer."

The moisturizer on her hands definitely won't work.

Someone tried to set her up by making Davie's face allergic?

What a bore!

Who was so boring?

Lucie?

She was just a makeup artist. Did she really have the guts to do that?

Or, did someone instruct her?

Violet's mind wandered and she took her own moisturizer out of her bag and began to skillfully apply David's makeup.

"Did I look really bad after playing the game last night?"

David closed his eyes and felt the movement of Violet's fingertips on his face.

"A little bit."

Violet was silent and whispered in his ear in words only two people could hear. "David, someone is trying to hurt me. Can you do me a favor?"

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