Anna spent half the day moving from one commitment to another. A luxury skincare shoot in the morning. A sportswear brand signing in the afternoon. Kevin hovered like a strategic general, approving contracts, rejecting clauses, calculating visibility and long-term positioning.
He was not just booking jobs.
He was building her name.
"You need to rise fast," he had told her earlier. "If they see you hesitate, they will box you as another pretty face. We are not allowing that."
Anna had nodded, even though exhaustion clung to her shoulders.
Now, finally alone in her dressing room, she leaned back against the couch and closed her eyes.
"I just miss Betty," she sighed under her breath.
"I miss you too, Big Sis."
Anna nearly jumped out of her seat.
Her eyes flew open to see Betty standing there with a wide grin, holding out a chilled bottle of juice like a peace offering.
"Betty?" Anna blinked in disbelief.
