Rebirth of a Flopped Actress: Career First, Love Second (My Billionaire Son)

Chapter 137 Please, Go Back to Heavy Makeup

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Amelia stood at a distance, watching Olivia through the camera. A wave of unease churned inside her, as if Olivia’s gaze had flectingly shifted in her direction.

“Action!” The command rang out, and the lights and cameras came alive.

Chris, playing the rich second–generation heir, lounged in a booth surrounded by his rowdy friends, surveying the dance floor for their prey of the night.

Amidst the wild music and dazzling lights of the dance floor, a flash of silver caught Chris’s attention. The girl in the silver strapless dress moved like the queen of the club, her sensual dance captivating every man’s gaze. The vibrant lights flickered over her face, revealing a stunning beauty that was impossible to ignore. One look, and Chris found himself unable to look away.

The girl seemed to sense Chris’s stare. With graceful, deliberate steps, she weaved through the crowd and approached his booth.

Olivia casually perched on the edge of the table in front of Chris’s seat, tilting her head back to down a bottle of alcohol. Her flushed cheeks and slightly tipsy demeanor added a touch of allure. Her half–lidded eyes carried a teasing challenge as she looked at Chris. “Can’t dance?”

In that moment, it was as if two hunters had simultaneously set their sights on their target.

Chris stared at the enchanting girl in front of him, utterly captivated. His mind was blank, lines, script, and cues all forgotten. His thoughts were filled only with Olivia’s otherworldly, seductive beauty.

hold of his collar, her movements slow and mesmerizing, pulling him step by step toward the center of

they reached the dance floor, his brain was a complete void. Staring at the bewitching girl in front of him,

snapped through the air as

instant as she released him and stood off to the side, her calm demeanor as cold as ice. It was as if the sultry temptress from moments ago had

Jos bellowed. The earlier parts of the scene had gone smoothly, but Chris had turned into a clueless fool as soon as they hit the dance floor. He looked nothing like the suave, experienced playboy he

stammered as Jos scolded him, finally regaining some clarity. “I…” I didn’t do it on purpose! It’s just… when I looked at Olivia, I completely forgot what I was supposed to do! Even his earlier line, “Who

ordered, his expression

Olivia. In the split second before the darkness fell, her previously neutral face transformed again

gave out. Dear God! How am

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I shouldn’t have underestimated Olivia because of her past styling. Please, I’m begging you, give her back that heavy makeup! If she keeps