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The A-lister is Too Forward

My game plan for this variety show was simple: secure my paycheck and steer clear of any career-ending drama. Yet, a prominent A-list celebrity is completely throwing off my strategy. Instead of keeping his distance, he constantly demands we partner up for challenges and even orchestrates a suspicious slip-and-fall right onto me. As the sponsor's favored starlet watches us with growing fury, I am left desperately wondering how to handle an A-lister who is far too bold.
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Chapter 1

: The Top-Tier Celebrity

On the variety show, my only goal was to make money and avoid any trouble.

But what's the deal with this A-lister?

He insisted on being on my team during the challenges.

He deliberately slipped and fell on me while climbing the ladder.

All the while, the Sponsor's Starlet's expression grew darker and darker.

Help! The A-lister is being way too forward. What am I supposed to do?!

1

In the entertainment industry, I'm considered a breath of fresh air.

I never use publicity stunts, manufacture a persona, or get randomly thrown into a ship.

I have a good reputation and I'm well-liked by the public.

But I'm just not famous.

Even though I'm a total workaholic—filming three shows a year, spending all my time on set—it doesn't do a damn bit of good.

'It's not like I can't act!'

Netizens roast me, saying there isn't a single character for 'fame' in my destiny.

I could only clap back on my alt account: "Oh really? And whose birth chart *does* have the character for 'fame' in it?"

Eventually, I stopped caring about it.

The consequence is that I debuted as a leading lady, and now I can't even land a role as the second female lead.

At this rate, I'm afraid I'll have to quit the entertainment industry.

My Agent, unwilling to see a good actor like me fade into obscurity, arranged with the Agency for me to go on a variety show to get my face out there and build some buzz.

At first, I disagreed, but then I heard the pay was good.

Because The Sponsor had selected me.

Hold on, don't get the wrong idea. It's not that The Sponsor is interested in *me*. He wants to create a ship between his pet starlet and an A-lister, and they needed a background player for that to work.

Since I have a good reputation and I'm low-drama, I was the one they picked.

For the money, of course I said yes!

Still, they had some nerve going after an A-lister like Julian Quinn. I heard he's notorious for his terrible temper!

'He's not going to end up taking it out on me too, is he?!'

'This money really isn't easy to make!'

I was so worried about accidentally setting off one of Julian Quinn's triggers that I went online and looked up a bunch of info and videos on him. To my surprise, I found he's actually got a lot of personal charm!

No wonder so many fans love making edits of their idols. How could anyone watch them and not get totally obsessed?

On the day of the variety show shoot, I showed up early.

To my surprise, I was the first one there.

The Assistant Director told me to look around for a bit.

The filming location was in Briarwood. I wandered for a bit and found a place to have some Amber Tea.

It was too crowded, though, so the owner asked me to share a table.

"That handsome guy over there is alone. Go ahead."

I looked where the owner pointed and saw a guy in a baseball cap sitting by himself. He had a real "don't talk to me" vibe.

'But I'd already paid. I couldn't just leave without getting my order, could I?'

So I walked over and greeted him politely.

He looked up.

He spun his baseball cap around so the brim faced backward.

Sunlight caught in his eyes, which seemed to hold all the warmth of a spring day. A faint glow lit his handsome face. His skin, the color of wheat, looked incredibly healthy, and his features were deep-set and exquisitely defined. He was so perfect it was unreal.

His eyes, a stunning azure, met mine. They seemed to hold the vastness of the sky and a translucent halo of light.

It was none other than the entertainment industry's A-lister, Sebastian Alastair!

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