Chapter 427: Why Does She Look So Much Like My Sister!_1
Chapter 427: Why Does She Look So Much Like My Sister!_1
For example, some would say, "Holy shit, my male god who I’ve been a fan of for years turned out to be a girl. I should be angry, but why do I suddenly feel attracted to her after hearing her voice?"
Or like, "Who else opened Twitter late at night like me, just wanted to casually scroll through to feel sleepy, and now look, I don’t need to go to work tomorrow anymore! Who the fuck needs sleep!?"
There were too many comments to scroll through them all.
But the most popular comment wasn’t one of those.
The number one trending comment under the topic was unexpectedly from the current hottest top star.
[Audrick V: WTF, why does Lighten Chaser look so much like my sister?]
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In McKinney, a magazine’s photo studio.
Audrick was still in makeup, wearing punk clothes, a black leather biker jacket accentuating his broad shoulders and narrow waist. Without Amadeus Yancey by his side for comparison, his looks were still very much on point, easily outshining a bunch of male stars in the entertainment circle.
It was break time in the middle of the shoot, the stylist should have been fixing his hair, but Audrick was restless, constantly fidgeting.
He also uncontrollably made sounds of shock.
"Impossible, this is just too fantastical!"
The stylist, frustrated after several mishaps caused by his movements, couldn’t help but say, "Audrick, could you please stop moving? If you keep this up, your hair will get completely messed up."
"..." Audrick’s eyes were firmly glued to the person on the phone screen. He played the video three times. The girl’s face in the video was technologically blurred, so it wasn’t clear what she looked like, but he could tell she was young.
She faced the lens, wearing a black graffiti hoodie, and at first glance, the sweater had no discernible brand logos.
But who was Audrick? Born into a prestigious family, he had sharp eyes honed by years within Beijing’s high society.
Ghania Quinlan might only recognize internationally famous luxury brands, thinking limited editions were the most expensive clothes. He knew that those brands available over the counter weren’t the most expensive because the priciest items were definitely made exclusively for certain classes.
Like the black hoodie Lighten Chaser was wearing in the video. It looked simple in design, and nothing about the fabric stood out.
But he recognized the brand, a very niche one from Yerba.
Magic.
The brand didn’t indulge in a high-profile online or offline advertising blitz. It was as discreet as its name suggested, yet it was a favorite among many members of the royal family overseas.
Ordinary people couldn’t even buy it without the right connections.
He knew someone who liked this brand—none other than Amadeus Yancey.
Most of Amadeus’s clothes were from this niche brand. They were said to feel exceptionally soft and comfortable and, coupled with the simple and minimalist style without too many flashy designs, he often saw Amadeus wearing this brand.
The same style of clothes was not the point.
The point was the person in the video, who had a bandit-like aura, and whose manner of speaking and voice sounded extremely similar to Nathalie Quinlan!
But how could Nathalie possibly be Lighten Chaser?
Lighten Chaser was his idol!
Audrick felt like he was going crazy, probably because he hadn’t seen Nathalie Quinlan for nearly a week and was beginning to see her everywhere.
He was daydreaming with his phone in hand when his agent hurried over, wearing a look of despair as if he had just lost his dog. Without beating around the bush, he said directly, "My big star, did you by any chance mistake your social media for a personal post again? Please, just delete the moment you posted. The Public Relations Department is working overtime to suppress the heat for you. If you don’t delete it, and we can’t keep the heat down, it’s going to blow up like last time."
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