Everyone knew Davina Swift, she was the Nation's Miss Perfect. Davina Swift was a big shot in the entertainment industry, both locally and internationally. And the icing on the cake was that she happened to be the apparent heiress to her father's empire. But was Miss Perfect's world really perfect?
Posing easily for the camera, Davina wore a naturally alluring smile.
The photo session went on for one hour straight. She kept changing into different clothings and accessories. Even her hairdo kept changing and the make-up too.
"And that is a wrap!" the director said and Davina let out a sigh of relief.
"Thank God!" she mumbled inaudibly and started to walk towards her manager and assistant. They were both standing together across Davina.
Her assistant moved and met her halfway with an opened bottle of water stretched out. Davina accepted it and took one long swallow.
"I need a smoothie," Davina mumbled as she returned the bottle of water to her assistant.
"Right away ma'am Davina," the petite lady muttered and scurried away.
"You are as efficient as always Davina Swift, it is always a pleasure working with you. What a professional! We completed three days job in just an hour," The director muttered, taking light steps towards her.
Although he was brown-nosing her, there was some truth in his words.
Davina just smiled, and then turned to her manager.
"Loretha, have you made lunch reservation? I am starving..." Davina muttered.
Loretha had been Davina Swift's manager since she debuted as a kid. She had practically been with Davina from the start. It was almost eighteen years already. The woman was quite advanced in age. A divorcee. She had only one kid, a son, who had chosen to be with his father over his mother for reasons still unknown to her. Her child was only ten years old. How couldn't he need his mother?
"Here is your smoothie," Davina's assistant was back with her smoothie. Davina collected it and quickly took a sip without even checking which flavor it was, and that was her mistake.
Davina spat out the drink almost immediately, and then she raced towards the restroom, grabbing her handbag from her manager's hands.
Loretha turned to Sydney. "What flavor did you get her?" she asked, trying hard to keep her voice down but barely suceeding.
"Strawberry," Sydney's voice shook as she replied.
"Is everything okay?" the director was already approaching the duo.
Loretha turned to him and managed a smile. "Sure... We are just talking," she said, her tone was dismissing.
The director nodded and went back to his crew, shouting a few instructions.
Loretha turned back to the shaking girl. "Are you mad? You got her strawberry! What the f**k is wrong with you? Have you forgotten she is allergic to strawberry?"
Even though Loretha's voice was mostly a quiet whisper, it was still harsh. Sydney drew a sharp breath. A pool of tears was already forming in her eyes.
"I am so sorry, I forgot for a minute. It is all because of that strawberry commercial video she did just a week ago..." Sydney muttered.
"In the advert, the strawberry smoothie cup wasn't even containing real strawberry smoothie. That was a banana flavored smoothie for Christ sake!" Loretha scolded.
"I am sorry. I am really sorry!" was all Sydney could say.
Loretha let out a frustrated groan as her hand reached out to tug on her blonde hair.
Meanwhile in the restroom, Davina finally started to breath as soon as she gave herself a shot of her injection. It was a good thing she always had her shots with her.
"Damn that stupid girl!" Davina cursed as she took deep breaths in succession to calm herself down.
When Davina walked out of the restroom and towards Loretha and Sydney, they could already both tell what was coming next.
"Give her, her paycheck for the month," she said, and then turned to Sydney.
She didn't say anything to her. She didn't need to. She just stared at her for a while, and then looked away and turned back to Loretha.
"Now Loretha!" she screamed and they had the attention of everyone in the room.
No one dared approach them to ask what was wrong though. Not when Davina Swift was there.
Just then, Charles Baldwin arrived, wearing that charming smile of his that seemed to always get every female attention, young and old alike... Well, except Davina Swift attention.
The director bowed enthusiastically at Charles. The rest of the crew suddenly became chatty. Davina caught a few of them taking sneak pictures of Charles as he walked towards her grinning. She tried hard not to roll her eyes at him.
Loretha led Sydney outside after mumbling a greeting at Charles. He smiled as a reply, and then turned to Davina. She smiled and he shook his head in disbelief, and then he leaned foward and pecked on her lips.
"Guess what sweetheart, I came to take you out for lunch," Charles said, loud enough for everyone in the room to hear. Well, that was the plan anyway...
He turned to the director and his crew. "I brought lunch for all of you. It is in the van just outside so help yourself," he said and they cheered.
"Davina's boyfriend is the best!" One of the crew members blurted out. It was a lady.
"We should get her to do more of our jobs so that her boyfriend can always take us to lunch and maybe even dinner," the director added and everyone laughed... Well, everyone except Davina.
Her expression was tired as she sighed softly.
He turned back to Davina with an arm outstretched. "Shall we?" he mumbled with a raised eyebrow.
She accepted his arm with a light smile and together they walked out of the exquisite studio, and towards Charles' SUV parked right outside.
Sure enough a food van was there. It was the food van of one of the top restaurants in the country
Davina shook her head doubtfully as she got into her side of the van, which Charles had held open for her.
When they were both seated, Loretha joined them in the car.
"Did you call a temporary assistant to meet up with us?" Davina asked Loretha.
"Temporary assistant? Wait, what about Sydney?" Charles asked and earned a glare from Davina.
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