Chapter 81: Chapter 81

Anna Thornton checked her phone for nearby women’s clothing stores, planning to simply buy a new dress.

Since she was appearing on a show, picking something overly cheap wouldn’t work—it would reveal her current financial situation.

Mary mentioned that many anti-fans and netizens who dislike Anna Thornton would be organizing to watch this episode just to dig out more dirt on her.

But if she went for something expensive, she couldn’t even get a spot at an international brand store, and they might not guarantee delivery in the limited time available.

With just ten minutes left before the recording started, Anna Thornton thought of Conrad Sterling and sent him a WeChat message.

[President Sterling, does what you said about compensating me for a dress last time at the hospital still count?]

Conrad Sterling was probably discussing business with a client at that time, so he might not even check WeChat.

Just as Anna Thornton hesitated about whether to call him, a WeChat message came back: [It does.]

Turns out Conrad Sterling’s text chat style matched his speaking manner—concise and to the point.

[I urgently need a dress suitable for the show, not high standards, just that the quality must be good, simple and elegant style will do, nothing too complex since it’s inconvenient for cooking on the show, but with subtle highlights. I hope the color is eye-catching and bright, but not green, as it might blend with the background of today’s dumpling-making show, a color that complements green is best. Also, it must be delivered within ten minutes, please remember!]

Was she really saying these weren’t high demands?

Conrad Sterling, after reading the message, stood up and apologized to the client across from him who was sipping tea, "Something urgent came up, I need to make a call."

"No problem, President Sterling, please go ahead!" The client smiled understandingly at him.

Conrad Sterling got up, walked past the tea house’s screen, and dialed a number at the entrance.

Anna Thornton only gave him ten minutes, sending Ethan to the nearby mall could hardly make it back in time, not to mention her being so picky with so many demands.

So Conrad Sterling directly called the president of an international brand’s Cathayan Region.

Seven minutes later, someone knocked on the door of Anna Thornton’s waiting room.

She immediately got up to open it, and although she was prepared, the scene still shocked her.

This kind of scenario, where the whole staff of a brand store mobilized, wheeling in racks full of beautiful dresses for her to choose from, finally moved from a Mary Sue drama to directly in front of Anna Thornton.

"Are you Miss Thornton?" a woman dressed like a store manager introduced to Anna Thornton, "According to your shopping needs, we brought all dresses in your size from the store, and if none are suitable, we’ve already contacted other nearby branches to prepare stock, they are on their way as fast as possible."

"Uh, that’s not necessary! They all look great, I’ll just casually pick one, no need to fuss."

Although she said so, with such beautiful clothes delivered to her, not picking would be a waste.

Anna Thornton casually took a dress, checked the tag, and it was indeed her size!

She had just forgotten to mention her size, yet Conrad Sterling actually knew it.

These dresses really all looked stunning; Anna Thornton wanted every single one, as a woman, making a choice in this situation was impossible.

But the looming recording time was too cruel, someone outside was already urging her: "Miss Thornton, are you ready? The filming crew and the other male guest are all set."

"I’ll be right there!"

Anna Thornton’s final choice was a light purple one-shoulder dress with a pearlescent sheen, using chiffon on the shoulder for a design not overly sexy, but rather to emphasize her naturally beautiful shoulder and neck lines. The upper body design was simple but elegantly revealed her fair and slender neck, and the hem of the dress was adorned with some round, lustrous pearl embellishments, meeting her requirement for being understated yet eye-catching.

When Anna Thornton changed into the dress and came out, she immediately amazed everyone.

"Miss Thornton, you have great taste; this dress looks exceptionally beautiful on you," the store manager genuinely praised. Check latest chapters at noveⅼfire.net

"Thank you so much for all your efforts today, bringing so many lovely dresses in less than ten minutes."

Anna Thornton noticed the meticulously styled sideburns of the store owner soaked in sweat, imagining how they rushed all the way pushing so many racks over, it must have been really challenging.

But the salespeople of top international brands were indeed well-trained and particularly articulate: "No trouble at all, it’s our honor to serve such a beautiful client."

All the dresses delivered today had indeed been purchased already.

Though not knowing who footed the bill for her, any savvy sales personnel knew not to offend this Miss Thornton.

After all, if the brand’s Cathayan Region president personally instructed to provide excellent service, she surely had substantial backing.

Anna Thornton arrived at the recording site just in the nick of time.

She got there, but didn’t see Ethan Hawthorne supposed to be already there with the crew.

The recording process was such that for the first half-hour, the host and guest would familiarize themselves with the script, and the director would communicate the show’s flow and plan blocking, with the actual recording starting in the subsequent one and a half hours.

However, any slightly famous celebrity wanting to act high-profile would seize that initial half-hour of opportunity. They’d think familiarizing with the script was unnecessary, as there’d still be someone to guide them during the actual recording if they arrived late.

If the recording went poorly, they’d re-record anyway, and the staff and guest assistants were there to assist the main guests, none daring to complain.

Though Anna Thornton was initially invited for this episode, in terms of fame and background, she was less significant than the other guest.

Thus, in this episode’s guest list, Anna Thornton’s name appeared after Ethan Hawthorne’s, and just now, the staff only dared to urge her repeatedly. There were staff members who went to Ethan Hawthorne’s dressing room door, and hearing what sounded like a woman panting inside, got scared and ran away.

"Anna, right? Hello, I’m Jay Cross, the host of this show."

Seeing the host coming over to greet her, Anna Thornton nodded at him, "Hello!"

"Can we shake hands?" He extended his hand proactively, "I’ve heard so much about you, doing this show for so long, I thought everyone lived under a halo of styling, you’re the first celebrity I’ve seen who looks even more stunning in person than in retouched photos."

"Thanks for the compliment."

"Just speaking the truth, by the way, have you had any cosmetic surgery?" Jay Cross raised an eyebrow at her, his smile stiff from too much Botox on his cheekbones, and his gaze lingering on Anna Thornton was overly greasy due to his heavy makeup, "Your chest looks quite full, have you done anything there?"