Abigail’s Second Life

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46 The Official Start

Chapter 46

The next morning, ladies were woken up by the incessant ringing of someone's phone. A groggy Abigail picked the phone up, but when she saw the time, she jumped up. "Hey, you didn't set the alarm!"

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It was an unknown number so Abigail paused for a moment, but she picked it up in the end. "Good morning, Ms. Quinn. We're the crew members who'll be attending to your needs during filming. Work is about to start soon, but you and Ms. Smith haven't had breakfast yet," a woman said gently.

Abigail heard a lot of noises in the background. "Oh, um, sorry. We'll skip breakfast and go straight to the set." Abigail pursed her lips awkwardly. Great. First day on the set, and we're late. She hung up after that.

She did wake up just now thanks to her circadian clock, but when she noticed it was still dark outside, she went back to sleep all too happily. When she got up, she realized that the curtains were drawn shut. The thick curtains blocked out the sunlight, and if she hadn't checked the time, she would have thought

it was still in the wee hours.

Chapter 46 The Official Start

realizing that her phone was dead. "Oh, crud. Phone's dead and I didn't charge it." "Get up. Production team just called. Say goodbye to your breakfast." Abigail sighed and got out of bed. She took out a comfy white dress from her suitcase and quickly changed into it. They had no time to put on any makeup, so the ladies washed themselves up and

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far away

time after a lot of chasing. There were two dining halls in the place, and a few ushers were waiting at the

"Staff ID, please."

it to the crew. When they noticed the names, the usher's stern look was replaced by a look of worship. They pointed

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designers is right here. Please

the hall once they went inside. The people were already seated, and even though Abigail was prepared, she still felt a bit awkward when everyone was

you.

We were just waiting for Come in. Here's your seat." The host quickly led the ladies to their seats in the first row, seeing they were still

among the crowd. Most people had only heard of Alana's name, but they had never seen what she was like. If the rule of 'no moving

cleared her throat and made a simple introduction. "Good morning, guests. I'm Twylla Summers, the host of

to quiet everyone down.

side of the stage. It was covered by a red velvet cloth, keeping

the rules were about to be announced, Abigail moved her sight away and took out a beautiful notebook from her bag, pretending like

we'll be splitting you up into teams of designers and models. To

be drawing lots." The host held a remote control pen,

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