Hollywood Zenith

Anyway, King Carl agreed with her to stay in the States to further her higher studies. They even agreed to a University of their choice. It was swift, but Samuel felt it was the right decision; who knew what kind of trouble she would get into if they kept on fighting.

Sibylla finally relaxed a little; she would no longer be sent back to the castle tomorrow, and there would be someone who would help her deal with everything.

" What is the name of the school? I might be able to arrange for your accommodation?" Samuel asked.

" Central-"

" Fuck not the Blue Central?" Paige exclaimed. It seemed she knew about it.

" That is the one. I don't know much about it, but it's private and expensive, and many people recommended it to me when I was researching online."

" Paige? Isn't that your school?" Samuel let the cat out of the bag.

" Really! It's great; I will not be going in blind!"

" Did you have to say it?" Paige glared at Samuel, to which he just shrugged it off. It's not like she could hide it forever; besides, it was good that someone experienced would accompany her; he just didn't want her to get into trouble again.

They started talking; it was mostly Sibylla telling her about her plans. She would continue to stay in the hotel for the time being. With everything sorted out, he bid goodbye to both of them; it was time for a necessary appointment.

After he left, Paige struggled to shut her up. Sibylla was also tired, so she voluntarily left after thirty minutes. Paige went to the counter and ordered them to charge her the total price! Take it as compensation for the mental damage she had to endure. Besides, it's not like the Royal family lacked funds?

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Samuel was headed to a professional studio rented by the Armani to shoot the first commercial photos for his deal with the company. It was one of the reasons he had to come back to the States urgently.

He again took the hotel car; he was amused thinking back at what had happened in the last two days. He first thought he could see Rosaline and Liliana but meeting Sibylla changed his plans. A random girl turned out to be an actual princess; even in fairy tales, this didn't happen often.

When he reached the front of the studio, he took out his phone and dialled old man George. As far he knew, the old man was set to be here personally for both costume design and styling.

He could tell how important the company was to this season's launch. Armani had successfully entered the Asian market as predicted, and judging from the market response, the effect was also gratifying.

In order to speed up and gain a firm foothold, the old man deliberately chose several sets of clothing suitable for native style and temperament, hoping to take advantage of Samuel's ability to adapt to anything.

The old man was very serious and thus planned to oversee the operation, hoping to take the company to a leading position in the new region.

Soon, a staff member came out to greet Samuel. This time, Armani had borrowed the set from a film studio in order to have a better effect; to make money, one had to spend a little first!

Samuel followed the staff into inside of the studio. Other people inside were all busy, running here and there carrying documents and costumes. Old man George and the Lighting Engineer were repeatedly discussing the issue of light.

" Hello, it seemed like you are quite busy this time. I am not disturbing, am I?" Samuel stepped forward and greeted him.

"You kid! It's good to see you. You were not picking up your phone for two days; I was beginning to worry if you would show up or not! " The old man, George, smiled and gave him a big hug. His old bones were still robust without any sense of slowing down.

" I had run into little trouble. I promise I will make it up to you today."

" You better. Hurry up and head to the dressing room; there will be someone to receive you. Also, by the way, I found a big beauty just for you!" The old man laughed and winked naughtily as if he was asking for some credit.

It's not like Samuel didn't look forward to his partner for the shoot. It's always good to meet some fellow industry person; the question was, was it a supermodel or a celebrity?

When he finally arrived at the dressing room, Samuel saw a model he was all too familiar with. Not because he knew her personally but how big her career impacted the modelling industry. It was the tragic tale of rise and fall, but in this reality, she was a nobody at the moment.

Ashley Hall, the highest earning model who would reach her prime in half a decade's time.

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A few weeks earlier, inside Armani Headquarters in Milan, Italy.

Who should partner up with Samuel for this promotional photo? Should I look for a supermodel? Is someone of Asian descent to match his style? The old man George shifted through pile after pile of headshots; every one of them felt unworthy of Samuel's temperament.

A famous Hollywood star? But he felt that the age difference was a bit big, which would impact the effect of this photoshoot. Samuel was barely twenty, pairing him up with seasoned veterans who would be trying too hard to please; he wanted it to be natural.

After thinking about it for a few days, the old man began to have a headache. Suddenly he recalled the two girls that accompanied Samuel for the public interview.

Liliana and Rosaline, the former, even worked in the same industry. But after thinking about it, Rosaline looked European, her pale white skin, along with signature ginger hair, was magnificent, but it would not work. Especially her lack of experience would surely cause some problems.

In the case of Liliana, she would be perfect. She was tall and pretty and had ample experience; the old man might not admit it, but he was tempted to sign her for his company when he first saw her. But knowing her further and talking with her for a few minutes, he knew what type of person she was.

He knew she would never accept the offer; she was too prideful, just like her counterpart. It would be like taking advantage of Samuel's success, so now he was officially out of options. He had to give up this tempting idea and look for alternatives.

He glanced across the room as his eyes landed on a pile of movie posters in the corner of his office. Being a top designer, it was not uncommon for famous or obscure directors to send him some posters and invitations to attend the opening event.

" I Saw the Devil" with an interesting title. It was a movie from South Korea. On the poster were several girls, but what caught his eye was a simple girl at the back of the leading characters. There were names attached to it which was how he noticed the girl had an American name.

He investigated further and found that it was only a small supporting role, her dress was a big rustic, but it couldn't escape the golden eyes of George Armani.

She was an upcoming artist who was just starting her career in acting. Up until now, she had done some modelling work, but it was only for small businesses. Her father was an American, and her mother was a second-generation Korean.

He began picturing how it would go, there were specific differences in aesthetics between the East and the West, but he saw the perfect fusion of the two in Ashley.

In his eyes, she had a perfect face ratio and long slender legs and arms. Her figure was not bad, too; with Samuel as her partner, the old man was sure they would have the best chemical reaction!

The old man immediately made the decision and asked the company's public relations to quickly track down Ashley's agent.

  When Ashley got the news, she was over the moon! It was Armani that they were talking about, she confirmed it several times, fearing that it was all a big misunderstanding and they were looking for someone else.

At the moment, she was far from famous. A lacklustre resume with few low-cost movies and few sitcom appearances didn't exactly call for such a summon. She never dreamed that Armani would find her and offer her a hefty half a million US dollars per year to be their model.

Ashley quickly consulted her parents and signed a three-year contract on the spot! She didn't need to think about it at all; she picked up the pen and signed her name on the dotted lines!