Mrs. Marsh's Revealed Identities

Chapter 1913: A Dug Hole

Chapter 1913: A Dug Hole

"I don't currently need any help from you here, having Adelaide is enough," Angel said calmly to her. "Go around and learn, the artists are almost all here, communicate more with their assistants, observe with your own eyes, assistants are usually busy with what."

This good?

Will she be given time to study?

"Okay, thank you, Miss Angel." Summer didn't realize this was a trap, at least at this moment, she was still grateful to her in her heart.

The dressing room was very large, covering several hundred square meters, with each dressing table separated by a moderate distance, everyone's position being designated by their role.

The indoor lighting was as bright as glass.

Summer looked at the makeup artist next to her, opened the tool kit, and was about to apply makeup to Angel.

She turned and took a step towards Adelaide's direction, as Adelaide deliberately glanced at her back.

Angel stared at her beautiful self in the mirror, her pretty face showing no ripples.

The artists had all arrived one after another, almost every seat was occupied.

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Someone called out to stop Summer's steps, she turned to look at the unfamiliar girl sitting in the chair, judging from her demeanor, she probably played an important role as well.

Seeing her stop, the girl smiled, "Can you help me get a dress from the next dressing room? The first one you see when you enter, hanging on the rack with a big bow on the chest. I'm about to do makeup and don't have time to get it."

Summer looked at her, her makeup artist next to her started to get busy, and her assistant seemed not to have arrived yet.

"Okay, please wait."

Kind-hearted as she was, she agreed, also taking the opportunity to go to the next dressing room and familiarize herself with the environment.

"Thanks!" The girl artist was quite polite.

This seemingly ordinary matter was not difficult, Summer entered the dressing room and saw the dress the artist described at first sight.

As white as snow, with a waist-cinching design, it gave a sense of tranquility and elegance.

She carefully took it down, cradling it in her arms, with a faint fragrance wafting through. Summer dared not crease it, she took special care to hold the dress, turned and stepped out.

Just as she was about to leave, a girl appeared out of nowhere and bumped into her arms-

"Ah-!"

The girl's left hand soup bowl and right hand chicken leg smashed onto the pristine dress! The soy sauce-colored soup stained half of the skirt and kept dripping down.

After standing firm, Summer checked the dress for the first time, her icy eyes filled with disbelief! She looked up at the girl holding the bowl!

"I-I'm sorry, I didn't mean to!" The girl quickly bowed and then ran away!

"Hey!" Summer shouted after the figure, but couldn't stop her.

That figure quickly disappeared like smoke.

What to do now? This was a situation Summer hadn't anticipated. She forced herself to calm down and carefully considered her options.

Even as a new assistant, she knew how important this dress was to that artist, but now...

Luckily, there was still time. She decided to go and honestly explain the situation to her and have her wear another backup dress. There must be alternate dresses available.

So, she quickly took the dress and walked into the makeup room.

Summer approached the artist, bowed respectfully, and said earnestly, "Sorry, miss, I stained the dress."

The female artist turned her gaze, her face changing color. "What?!" The next moment, she stood up abruptly, "Are you kidding me?! How did it get like this?! Are you intentionally sabotaging me? Are you afraid I'll steal Angel's spotlight?!"