Chapter 382
Evelyn Sinclair wasn't particularly tall, but her slender frame carried an effortless grace. The pristine white tube dress clung to her curves, exuding both power and sophistication.
Four-inch crystal heels elevated her stature dramatically.
"Magnificent!" Joseph Richter exclaimed, giving Evelyn an enthusiastic thumbs-up.
He noticed her nervous fidgeting. Placing a reassuring hand on her shoulder, he advised, "Acting can be simple or complex, Ms. Sinclair. It's not just about appearance—it's about embodying the character. Pour your soul into it. Think of this as a relaxing getaway, not a commercial shoot."
Evelyn found some comfort in Joseph's words.
This was her first time facing professional cameras.
Completely inexperienced, she felt practically coerced into this situation...
Evelyn wanted Dominic Blackwood's commercial to succeed spectacularly—its impact on product sales would be significant.
Unlike Lillian Prescott, who might deliver mediocre performances but remained a recognizable celebrity... Evelyn was an unknown.
Every fiber of her being resisted stepping onto that set.
The crew quickly resumed positions.
Joseph and his assistant directors simultaneously trained their cameras on Evelyn, her features coming into sharp focus.
"Mr. Richter, I... I can't do this..." Evelyn perched awkwardly on the floral-covered prop, radiating discomfort.
"Just follow my directions and watch for my cues," Joseph instructed firmly.
With no alternative, she leaned against the flower-adorned set piece.
Under the studio lights, the camera captured Evelyn's porcelain complexion in exquisite detail.
Every hesitant smile, each uncertain tilt of her head—while initially awkward—couldn't disguise the vibrant spirit shining through her eyes...
Joseph's eyes widened with excitement. "Yes! Exactly like that! More allure, more enjoyment..."
Initially bewildered under the intense lighting, Evelyn gradually grasped the director's vision.
Her transformation was mesmerizing—a sultry smile directed at the camera electrified the entire crew...
Lillian watched from the sidelines, anticipating Evelyn's humiliation.
As filming progressed, Lillian's expression darkened, her fists clenching until her knuckles whitened.
'That plain Jane Evelyn transforms into this vixen with different clothes?' She seethed internally. 'How does an amateur deliver such a flawless performance?'
On set, Evelyn's toned legs gleamed under the lights.
She reclined effortlessly, spritzing Queen perfume with practiced elegance before inhaling deeply with closed eyes.
Multiple cameras captured her flawless angles.
Delivering her lines with feline grace, Evelyn embodied the perfume's essence—her curves hypnotic, her gaze intoxicating.
Meanwhile, Dominic had entered the studio unnoticed.
The absorbed crew remained unaware of his presence.
When several staff members spotted him and moved to greet him, Dominic silenced them with a finger to his lips.
Lillian's face lit up upon seeing him. "Mr. Blackwood—"
Dominic acknowledged her with a curt nod before dismissing her.
His aristocratic gaze fixed on Evelyn, filled with tender admiration.
More beautiful women existed, but only Evelyn held his fascination.
This rare glimpse of her sensual confidence was like original sin—once experienced, utterly addictive.
Standing awkwardly beside him, Lillian watched Dominic's captivated expression.
Her features twisted with growing hatred...
"God almighty, that girl's natural talent surpasses seasoned actresses," Joseph murmured to his assistant, thoroughly impressed.
Evelyn possessed the rare quality that couldn't be taught—an authentic, soul-deep beauty that John Keats himself would have praised.
"Cut! That's a wrap!" Joseph announced excitedly.
He couldn't believe Evelyn lacked formal training—such raw talent belonged on screen!
Where Lillian performed like a mechanical puppet, Evelyn was organic artistry—intuitively understanding her role with minimal direction.
Only after wrapping did Evelyn notice Dominic's presence.
Approaching him with a self-conscious smile, she asked, "How did I do? This was my first time, but Mr. Richter insisted... I was terrified."
Dominic stroked her styled hair publicly. "Flawless."
"I never expected to discover such phenomenal talent at your company, Mr. Blackwood!" Joseph interjected enthusiastically. "An architect with acting chops like this? Remarkable!"
Turning to Evelyn with professional intensity, Joseph pressed, "Have you considered acting professionally, Ms. Sinclair? With your gifts, I could open doors for you. It'd be criminal to waste such natural ability!"