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Chapter 662
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Chapter 662

Kaiden admired Stella's attitude very much. He believed that acting skills were second to a correct

mindset and a clear goal.

Kaiden had to go to Bostown to recruit an actor, so he could not go to the audition with Stella. He then

told one of his colleagues to bring her there.

Shea was supposed to be her assistant and was arranged to help other artists when she was on leave.

Even though Trevor looked after Stella, he had company policies to follow.

Stella was not supposed to have a personal assistant with her level of fame. So, it was only reasonable

for Shea to be transferred to other artists when she was on leave.

Shea called her colleague, Yasmine Fallon. Yasmine was also a celebrity manager and worked for

Royal Deluxe Entertainment before she came to Elegant Media. She used to be in the same company

as Felicity.

Felicity told Stella that Yasmine was a very capable manager and used to manage several A and B-

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listers. However, she fell out with her boss over something. Her old boss transferred most of her artists

to other managers.

So, she left Royal Deluxe Entertainment and joined Elegant Media as soon as it was established. She

was the first manager to work for Elegant Media.

Stella had gotten ready since very long ago. It was twenty to seven, and she still did not get a call from

Yasmine. So, she started to get nervous.

Then, she took the initiative to call Yasmine. It took Yasmine some time to pick it up. "Hello."

Yasmine's voice sounded a little nonchalant on the phone. Stella said gently, "Miss Fallon, are you here

yet?"

"No. There's a little traffic."

Stella frowned. It would take them thirty to forty minutes to reach Sapphire Clubhouse from her place

without traffic, yet Yasmine had not arrived yet. They would be late to the audition if Stella were to wait

for her to pick her up before going there together.

"Miss Fallon, you should go directly to Sapphire Clubhouse instead. I'll take a cab there so that we can

save ourselves some time."

"I don't think that'll work. I promised Kaiden that I'd take you there. What if something bad happened to

you when you were on your way there? I'm reaching your place soon. Just a little while longer."

Yasmine hung up before Stella could say anything. Stella frowned and gave her another call. However,

she got a busy tone instead.

Yasmine told her to wait a little longer, but it was already about ten minutes past seven when she

arrived. Stella had been waiting outside her residence.

Yasmine sized her up when she got into the car and said," Didn't Kaiden tell you what you have to wear

for the audition today?"

Stella paused. "He did not."

Yasmine said, "Well, you should know what this movie is about even though he didn't tell you, right?

Motives for Murder's main setting is a dancing school, and all its main casts are dancers. The director

will want to see your basic dancing skills. How are you going to do that with a pair of jeans?"

Stella pursed her lips. "I'll go get changed then..."

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"We don't have time," Yasmine said, "I'll ask somebody to bring you some new pants for you to change

into later." ’

Stella heaved a sigh of relief. "Thanks, Miss Fallon."

Yasmine stopped talking because her phone rang, and she picked it up. Fortunately, there was not

much traffic, and they arrived at their destination before eight.

They went upstairs, and Yasmine handed her a plastic bag with clothes inside. Then she said, "Take

this. Let me know when you're done changing."

Stella took it and thanked her. After that, somebody led her to the changing room.

Directors often chose Sapphire Clubhouse as their audition venue, so the owner changed a mini

storeroom into a

simple dressing room. It was about fifty square feet big with a stool inside and some beverages in the

corner.

Stella changed into her dancing clothes and put what she wore into the plastic bag. Then, she went to

open the door. She pulled it once, but it did not move at all. She paused. She tried it again, and nothing

happened.

Stella's face darkened. She shouted through the door but got no response.