The next day.
Graciana got up early.
Perhaps it was because she had confessed to Eliza that she was visibly relaxed.
Her future was clearer. She felt really energetic early in the morning.
She first got Eliza out of the bed and then called a professional style team to dress up Eliza.
Eliza's face was devoid of hope.
"Please spare me," Eliza said. "It's just an audition now, and it's not like the shooting is about to start soon. Is there a need to be so grand?"
"How can you not be grand? Do you know how many media outlets will come today? With Corrine around, she will definitely dress up and attend. You don't want to be surpassed by her, do you?"
Eliza, "...Do you think I'll be afraid of her?"
Graciana thought for a while and then nodded. "That's right. Even if you just put a sack on, you can still beat her with your face."
"Why should I wear a sack? Can't I wear normal clothes?"
