The Spare Wife by Nadia Gordon

Chapter 152 Six Months as a Caretaker

Laura hadn’t even left the production when a new actress came for an audition.

They ultimately settled on a relatively unknown actress with high recognition. It was said that she didn’t cost much, and her total compensation was less than one hundred thousand.

The actress had very clean features, unlike Laura, who relied heavily on a skilled makeup artist to achieve her stunning appearance.

She followed Abigail’s styling instructions completely and was even given a stack of historical.

materials by Luke.

Lewis gave her a week to thoroughly study the script and the books.

Abigail stepped out of her dressing room and stood by the door, watching the young actress engrossed in reading the script. S ouldn’t help but think that the girl, though young, was very diligent and would surely shine ie future.

She then went to Eric’s dressing room.

Eric’s character was a handsome one, requiring meticulous attention to detail to capture the

essence of the era.

Based on his makeup, Abigail carefully selected his costumes.

“Miss Quinn?” Eric suddenly called out.

They had never spoken before, so it surprised Abigail to hear Eric call her by name,

Abigail stood beside a row of costumes. She turned slightly to look at him and asked, “Do you have any specific requirements for the outfits?”

Upon hearing this, Eric smiled brightly. “It’s not about the costumes. I wanted to ask if you would add me on WhatsApp.”

Abigail’s expression turned to one of surprise. After a moment, she nodded. “Alright.”

a potential client, after all. Who knows if he ends up winning an Oscar in the future? Designing clothes

“I’ve invested in a production. Next

Thank you,” Abigail replied with a

Eric’s lips curled slightly.

a surprised look

room to another, meticulously coordinating costumes for everyone, even the

indoor scenes in Millstone wrap up

went

his voice was filled with discontent. “How long has it been

been home?”

close to half

probably go home for the New Year,” she reluctantly

November was the season. for

of

“Abigail…”

my decisions, Sean,”

communicated frequently during this time, but Abigail

the roof of his mouth, his eyes showing a cold glint. “You haven’t been home for half a year, and you

putting all my effort into my work, thanks

not coming back?” Sean gritted his

“Yes.”

are you going

to Ragos to shoot a snowstorm,” Abigail answered without hiding

half a year, cleaning and maintaining the place, and you don’t care at all. Fine,

down jacket.”

leaving the house empty is fine. I can easily hire a cleaner later, and it’ll only take me two hours to come back for my down jacket…” Abigail felt more and

even forbade

get her down

the house. If you’re leaving, just buy

coldly.

a down jacket. After all, would a store-bought one be as warm