Rebirth vs. Rebirth: Tragedy to Triumph

Chapter 354 Red Carpet

Violeta said wisely, “A diamond shines no matter where it is. Being at the end isn’t always the best. Being in the front gives me a chance to make some connections.’

Eugene admired Violeta’s mindset. Despite being in the entertainment industry, she hadn’t let it change her.

“It’s great that you think this way. I hope you always stay true to yourself.”

The staff didn’t mean to ignore Eugene’s request. The competition for the final spots was just too fierce.

At 9 PM, the red carpet event officially began.

The host, dressed in a simple white gown, stood by the signing board, microphone in hand, smiling at the countless cameras in front of her. She started inviting guests to come out according to the script. Backstage, the struggle over the lineup continued.

Lydia wanted the final spot. Having just returned, she wanted the most attention. But there were bigger names ahead of her, like a recently awarded international film star, whose presence Lydia couldn’t overshadow. So, she settled for the third-to-last spot.

Hattie, though not very influential, was highly ambitious. She was originally scheduled to walk ahead of Violeta but wasn’t happy about it. She asked Hannah for help, who managed to secure a mid-spot for her through some connections, hoping Hattie’s performance on the red carpet would trend and attract fans.

Jacques also benefited from this, moving up the order along with Hattie.

After all the adjustments, Violeta, initially the twelfth to walk, was pushed to seventh!

Eugene was furious when he found out. These people were truly relentless in their pursuit of better spots.

Time was tight, and the host was already calling Violeta’s name to come on stage.

Violeta stood up.

helped smooth

I’m going

“Alright.”

Violeta outside, watching her gracefully move

signing

“Violeta, over here, please.”

host politely gestured

amidst the flashes, took a pen from the tray, and signed her name.

help but blink quickly, using the script in her hand to shield herself

dress that accentuated her curves perfectly. Her long, wavy hair fell

her waist,

and every part of her appearance was

was fair, and under the flashes, the sequins on her dress

the pen back

host, a woman herself, couldn’t help

a photo over

“Sure.”

to the backdrop

of her snapped away

thought the early arrivals wouldn’t bring much excitement and were saving their camera memory for the

“Violeta, over here.”

“Violeta…”