###Chapter 336 The Substitute – Part 1

I was surprised for a few seconds. I didn't understand. I looked at her and said, "What are you trying to do?"

She hesitated for a moment as if embarrassed to speak, but the person next to her said, "This young lady, looks very similar to Selena Monroe, she is actually having a much higher disposition and personality than Selena."

For a moment, someone looked at Kyle Branson and spoke tentatively, "Director Branson is going to ..."

Kyle Branson nodded, looked at me, and said, "Ivelle, you are very similar to Selena Monroe's facial features, though your temperament is even more outstanding. If you don't shoot the promotional film today, the Astleys will suffer a loss. At that time, Mr. Astley will be held accountable, and I may face the risk of unemployment. Can you take a picture for me?"

"You want me to make a promotional film?" I hesitated. "I don't know much about this, and I haven't had much contact with it before."

"You have to do absolutely nothing!" She said, "It won't be difficult as long as you change your clothes and stand up, the photographer will guide you."

I pursed my lips and saw that her forehead was sweating slightly, and I could not help but feel compassion.

I unconsciously nodded for a moment and agreed.

Maybe the trouble was solved, and everyone breathed a sigh of relief. Kyle Branson pulled me for a hug and said, "Thank you!" The words are very serious.

As she led me toward the dressing room, she said with some relief, "I thought you wouldn't agree. Mr. Astley held you in the palm of his hand and naturally wouldn't let you appear in public like this, but the time is like this. I was ready to beg you, Ivelle, thank you! From the bottom of my heart."

She looked at me with a sincere look on her face.

I smiled, but I thought she was exaggerating. "It's an easy thing to do, you don't have to do this."

She smiled and said, "And you don't know what your effort means to me."

After entering the dressing room, the makeup artist and stylist arrived one after another. Kyle Branson arranged it down and was called away because she wanted to decorate the scene.

I sat in front of the makeup mirror, the makeup artist looked at me, a little surprised, "Miss Ivelle, you and Selena Monroe really look alike."

I just smiled and didn't say much.

Someone interrupted, "It looks like facial features, but the temperament and manner are not like at all. Miss Ivelle's facial features are more natural. Selena Monroe's appearance always gives me the feeling that she is imitating people, which is very strange."

The makeup artist began to put on makeup for me, maybe people thought I was just a temporary substitute, so naturally, I didn't take it to heart and began to talk unscrupulously.

"Deliberately imitating, it is estimated that she is imitating Nicole, who is well protected by Mr. Astley."

"Not to mention it's really possible. I heard that Miss Nicole is a woman from Mr. AstleyMr. Astley who has kept her in a villa over the years for fear that she will bump into it."

"How did you know that?"

"When I was at an auction before, wasn't I arranged to put on makeup for Miss Nicole? Needless to say, Selena Monroe and her are almost carved out of the same model, so much alike."

The two had a heated discussion, and I was thinking that Jordan had protected Nicole so well in the past four years, maybe it was really because of responsibility.

The two continued to discuss, "I heard that Mr. Astley seemed to be engaged to Miss Nicole, and it came out that an insider said that they were very sweet."

"Oh, really?"

"Of course, someone took a picture of Mr. Astley and Miss Nicole kissing in the downtown square yesterday, but there seemed to be only the back of Miss Nicole. When the photo broke out, some people said it was Selena Monroe!"

I was subconsciously stunned for a moment, kissing in the square?

Someone answered, "I feel that the back of that woman is not like that Miss Nicole, nor is it like Selena Monroe, the woman in the photo. Obviously, the clothes are all stalls!" Both women are controversial, how can they just go shopping in the square, and, especially in Selena Monroe, her usual clothes are big brands, and the clothes on that woman are obviously not big names at all!"

There are still people who need to say that they are going to be prepared for the noise outside.

The makeup artist, who had already put-on makeup for me, looked at me in surprise and said, "It's amazing! Miss Ivelle, your facial features are really exquisite and your skin is really good."

I smiled and saw that outside the dressing room, a group of people came in, led by a woman who looked about forty years old.

She was in a bad mood. "We haven't come to Selena yet. Who told you to take pictures with a substitute without permission?"

"Miss Bodie, didn't you say that Selena is sick? Whether or not to come today, we will decide to find a substitute." It was Luna Malfoy, the head of the propaganda department, who spoke.

The woman who they called Miss Bodie gave me a cold look, with particular disdain. "Selena is just sick. Did you say not to shoot? So you see what kind of substitute you are looking for? Do you really think that wearing makeup can compare to my dear Selena? Can you not see that she's just a copycat?"

With that, she raised her hand and looked at the little assistant behind her. "Go to the nanny's car to invite Selena down, and the makeup artist and stylist will prepare it for us to change her makeup."

Both the makeup artist and the stylist were a little embarrassed and frustrated. They said, "Miss Bodie, but we have all explained on this site, we said that we will let Miss Ivelle shoot. We are ready to shoot after we have done our styling and makeup. Now, if we do it again, it will be a waste of time in a while."

"Tell me, how precious is your time? Is Selena precious like us? Is it difficult to apply for new makeup? Do you really think a substitute can make such a high-end promotional film for the Astleys?" The woman who was called Miss Bodie looked at me with particular disdain.

She sneered, "With a bit of resemblance to Selena, I really think that I can compare the ugly duckling to a swan, and I don't see what kind of ghost I am."

The obvious thing is that life attacks.

"Miss Bodie, since when do you have such a poisonous mouth? Who again is the ugly duckling and who is the swan?" Kyle Branson, who came from outside, came to me, patted me on the back of my hand, and comforted me, "Is everything all right?"

I shook my head and looked pale. I was used to these things four years ago.

Seeing Kyle Branson appearing, Trixie Bodie sneered, "Who am I supposed to be? Director Branson, you are a director of the marketing department. What are you doing in the publicity department?"

Having been in the mall for many years, Kyle Branson has become comfortable with people like her. "When did Miss Bodie, an agent, have the right to tell Astley's propaganda department what to do? I am Astley's employee anyway. Miss Bodie, what are you? According to the general meaning of the Astleys, you are just the private agent of Selena Monroe, to put it bluntly, you have nothing to do with our company."

Trixie Bodie's chest fluctuated and she was very angry. "It seems that you are not going to continue to cooperate with Miss Selena and me. We have to ask Mr. Astley to have a good talk about whether our Selena belongs to the Astleys or not."

This remark seems to have misinterpreted the meaning of Kyle Branson. Kyle Branson sneered and disdained to care about it. She looked at the photographer and said, "The makeup and styling are ready to shoot. Now the control staff is inviting the irrelevant people out of the field."