NovelEnglishChapter 1074
"Rose-"
Flora glanced up, her face mostly hidden behind a black mask, her eyes cool and unreadable.
"-Ms. Flora!"
The person standing in front of her changed their tone so abruptly, they barely managed to get the words out,
nearly gasping for breath. It was nerve-wracking!
She covered her face, shocked, silently cursing her own foolishness. Clearly, Rose didn't want anyone to know
her real identity! She had almost blurted it out! Everyone who interviewed at Rose's Stuhad signed a
confidentiality agreement to keep Rose's true identity under wraps.
"Rose, what a surprise running into you here today!" she whispered.
The woman was a fashion designer who had once interviewed at Rose's Studio. Seeing Flora again after more
than a month, she was practically buzzing with excitement.
She recognized Flora immediately! Even with a mask and hat, that distinct presence was unmistakable.
"Could you sign an autograph for me?"
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She asked, both nervous and excited. Flora gave her a quick look and agreed, and the woman almost leaped
with joy, quickly handing over a pen and pointing to her designer shirt, "Rose, please sign right here!" Flora
signed swiftly, returned the pen, and the woman walked away grinning from ear to ear. She wanted to chat with
Flora more but didn't have the courage.
With the woman gone, Flora hoped for a moment of peace, but then-
"Regretless sister!"
Flora: ".."
Her face remained expressionless.
Within minutes, a crowd gathered around her, scalling her "Regretless sister," others "FL the legend," and
ssimply "Rose"...
Flora was completely caught off guard by the commotion. Half the audience seemed to be gathering around her.
Security guards were on high alert, worried about any potential chaos, but Flora's 'little fans' were remarkably
orderly.
They lined up one after the other, quietly and politely. Seven struck up conversations in line, realizing they
had a lot in common, and exchanged numbers.
"My God, who is she? Skind of superstar?" someone clueless about the situation was startled by the scene.
Even top celebrities didn't get this kind of reception.
"You don't know?"
The person next to him said with a mix of frustration and admiration, "That's the famous Flora! A national
treasure, she's incredible! Calling her a celebrity is an understatement!"
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He was tempted to ask for an autograph himself...
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Hearing this, the veteran director quickly put on his reading glasses for a better look at Flora.
Good heavens!
If it wasn't Flora, then who?
Even with a mask and hat, who these days didn't recognize Flora?
The director looked enlightened, no wonder there was such a buzz.
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What puzzled him was why the fashion designers, usually so aloof, were also asking Flora for autographs?
Among them was someone he knew
well-a big nin the fashion
world, known for being obsessed only with his craft. He always scoffed at the idea of idolizing celebrities, except
for his idol Rose. He would never ask for anyone else's autograph.
Yet there he was, eagerly getting one?
As the man cover, all smiles with his new autograph, the director teased him, "Hey, didn't you say you'd
never ask for anyone's autograph except your idol Rose? What's this then?"
The man: ".."
Could it be that Flora was actually Rose?
From the shadows.
A pair of venomous eyes were fixed on Flora.
Aisha watched Flora, surrounded and celebrated like a queen, her face twisted with envy.
Her company had abandoned her, her agent had dropped her, she felt like a stray dog hiding in the shadows,
while Flora stood tall, adored by thousands. Why?
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