Chapter 2095
“Just make sure you clear your schedule. Don’t ask so many questions.”
Of course, for a small-time actress like Clara, her days were typically as clear as a cloudless sky.
Looking at the disconnected call on her phone, Clara found it odd, half wondering if her boss was sleepwalking through a dream. A movie star wanting to meet her? That was Hollywood fantasy stuff.
Was it possible her lucky break was finally knocking at her door?
Damn it, if Ivy could make it, why could she not?
She scoffed at the memory of scrolling through tweets buzzing about Ivy’s latest film outtakes, praising her as “a rare gem of beauty and talent.”
Pub-lease!
A bunch of tasteless twits. How was Ivy worthy of such popularity?
She refreshed her feed again to see Ivy’s follower count surge by 800,000 overnight. It nearly made Clara’s blood boil.
She had been diligently curating her own social media presence, regularly posting flawless selfies, yet she did not even have a tenth of Ivy’s following.
How was that fair?
But now, it seemed to be her turn. It was a fantastic opportunity, even if she did not know which screen queen it was.
If she could hit it off with the star, she might land a role in her next film. That should not be too hard, right? People like them had opportunities that others could only dream of.
Clara’s excitement grew as she got dressed up for the occasion.
Just a morsel of opportunity from the star’s table would be a feast for struggling actresses like herself.
Still skeptical it was all some cruel joke by her agency, Clara half-expected to walk into a prank. But when she entered the private room, there she was the screen queen Giselle herself, hiding behind her trademark oversized sunglasses!
“Giselle! It really is you! I thought my boss was pulling my leg. I can’t believe you wanted to meet me. What are the odds?
I… I’m a die-hard fan. I’ve watched every movie you’ve made at least five times since your debut. If I had known I’d be meeting you today, I would’ve brought my collection for you to autograph.”
Clara’s excitement was palpable.
Giselle, who had climbed her way up from an underdog to the screen queen, was Clara’s personal benchmark of success.
Giselle, still behind her shades, just smiled.
“Never thought I’d come face to face with a fan!”
Eagerly taking her seat across from her idol, Clara gushed. “In our agency, you’d find a fan in every ten people. Your performances are stellar; I can’t figure out how you do it. You are just… amazing!”
After showering her with compliments, Clara finally remembered to ask, “Look at me rambling on. Why did you want to see me today?”
Could this really be her big break?
If Giselle could pull her into a movie, would she not be rocketing to stardom?
Clara could almost see the bright lights of her future.
“It’s great to meet you for the first time. To be honest, I stumbled across your resume on a small website. I looked up some of your past work, and I think you have a real spark as an actress.”
