The Wife In Disguise

Film and televison base.

Violet put Julia’s makeup on and sat down to wait for David.

“Good morning, sister-in-law.”

David’s lazy grunts came from behind

Violet’s was arranging her make-up box, and then looked back at him.

“David, just call me Helena from now on.”

She was not used to being called “sister-in-law” by David.

David sat down on the make-up chair and laughed, “How can that be? If Louis finds out, he will scold me.”

Violet’s ears reddened slightly at the thought of Louis’ drunken appearance.

She hurriedly shook off her distractions and laid out her makeup one by one.

Seeing her discomfort, David moved closer to her and teased, “Sister-in-law, you and Louis must have gotten along very well last night, didn’t you?”

Violet: “…”

Wasn’t David famous for his aloofness in the circle?

Why did he also love gossip!

“David, sit down. I’m going to put your makeup on.”

Violet just pretended she didn’t hear him and prepared to put on his makeup.

David raised an eyebrow, felt Violet’s fingers’ movementd on his face, and added, “Seriously, keep the goodies within the family. Sister-in-law, you can be my makeup artist! The salary is

totally up to you.”

This invitation was really attractive.

However, she can’t accept it for the moment!

Violet curved her lips, “Thank you David for looking highly of me, but forget it! I prefer to diversify and serve the public than just doing makeup for one person.”

She used the makeup tools to apply colors to different people and felt the surprise and accident of each other.

It was a sense of accomplishment.

Very interesting.

“So, you’re rejecting me? Listen, the sound of my heart breaking.”

David’s hand was placed on his heart with a regretful face.

Violet couldn’t help but laugh out loud, not expecting David to be so funny in private.

“I’m sorry!”

“An apology and that’s it?”

David said, “Sister-in-law, you have to flatter me, even if you won’t become my exclusive makeup artist, I still have a lot of resources that I can share with you.”

“Oh! So David, I’ll treat you to the best cake in the world?”

“Hmm? Yes!”

The two were talking and laughing, and Violet planned to have some cake and drinks brought later.

It was also a disguised way to promote Tasty Interlude Bakery.

At the entrance of the dressing room, Jessie watched the two of them talking and laughing, and a trace of jealousy flashed in her eyes.

Yesterday she managed to bewitch Lucie.

But Violet defused the hostility of his fans in just a few words.

All the scandals about David and her were also withdrawn.

Now, her relationship with David looked closer instead.

For what?!

“David, has your exclusive make-up artist not arrived yet? Do you want me to hire a new male makeup artist for you?”

Jessie modestly walked over and said delicately, “You know, you are not an ordinary person. A little gossip will cause an uproar. You don’t want it happening again like yesterday, being

misunderstood about your relationship with Helena.”

Hearing this, Violet’s hands paused and did not speak.

Celebrity scandals were already numerous.

With exaggeration, there were too many news to stand with.

Jessie was looking at herself in a bad light!

“Is everything really OK if you hire a male make-up artist? If the reporters really want to make me up, they can say that I am not normal and like men.”

David replied in a light voice.

Violet thought it made sense and couldn’t help but let out a soft laugh.

David raised his eyebrows, “Sister-in-law, what are you laughing at? I’m just giving an example. I’m straight.”

“You don’t have to explain to me. I’m not a fan of yours.”

“Sister-in-law, how can you not be my fan? No, you have to follow me.”

“…”

Jessie was ignored by them, watching the two joking around as if no one was next to them. Jessie clenched her fists.

The more she looked at Violet, the more annoying it got!

…

Tasty Interlude Bakery.

“Viole, it’s a hundred pieces of cakes and drinks right?”

Evie got a call from Violet asking her to prepare cakes and drinks and deliver them to the base.

After hanging up the phone, she ordered the back kitchen to make pastries and was busy.

“Evie, is that your sister on the phone?”

Josie carried Erin downstairs and listened to what she just said.

“Yes, she’s busy in the base and said she’d treat everyone afternoon tea.”

Evie replied quickly.

“Josie Mommy, Erin misses Mommy. Let’s go see her!”

Erin hugged Josie’s neck and pampered in a milky voice.

“Okay, as you wish.”

Josie pinched the tip of the little one’s nose and gave a doting smile.

“Evie, give me the stuff when it’s ready later and I’ll deliver it for you.”

Anyway, she had nothing to do, so she might as well go visit Violet.

“Hee hee, off to see mommy! So cheerful!”

Erin clapped her little hands with a look of excitement.

…

Superior Apartment.

Grace looked at the little one sitting on the sofa, playing with the Rubik’s Cube without saying a word. Her almond eyes rolled.

“Luka, do you want to see your father?”

Louis settled the two of them here, and she had to find a way to bring them closer together.

The little guy’s hands moved a little, pursed his lips and looked at Grace.

Although not speaking, there was a light flashing in his eyes.

“You want to see him, right? Then I’ll call him and ask him to go out with us for a stroll!”

Grace’s mouth was slightly hooked as she picked up her phone and dialed Louis’ number.

“Hello?”

“Louis, can I take Luka out for a little shopping? I want to buy him clothes.”

Louis was silent, “I’ll have someone come pick you up. You guys hang out first. I’ll come find you after I take care of some things.”

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Satisfied, Grace tossed her phone onto the couch and then got up.

“Wait, I’m going to change my clothes.”

The little guy didn’t say anything, just quickly fiddled with the Rubik’s Cube in his hand.

He was going to show his dad his results later.

…

The base.

Violet received a phone call from Josie and knew that she was coming to deliver the cake, so she hurriedly arranged for someone to help her get the cake.

“Josie, why are you doing errands?”

“It’s Erin. She said she missed you and wanted to come see you. Anyway, I’m an idle person, so I brought her here.”

Josie carried Erin out of the car and the little one jumped into Violet’s arms with a cheeky grin.

“Mommy.”

“Mommy is dirty. Go to Josie Mommy.”

Violet, dressed in her make-up work uniform and carried countless boxes of cakes in her hands, for fear of getting Erin’s clothes dirty.

“Come here. Josie Mommy hugs you.”

Josie held the little one and went into the base with Violet.

They met a few people.

One of them was around thirty-five years old, not really tall, but quite circumspect. He was talking to a few actors beside him about something.

Violet paused slightly in her steps and subconsciously glanced at Josie.

That person was none other than Oscar Barrett, the director of the play and Josie’s ex-husband.