Seraphina exuded an icy beauty and a detached demeanor, known as the ice queen of the entertainment industry. She made her debut with a photograph taken alongside a leopard. In a setting filled with swirling dust, under a withered tree, the young woman draped in red silk stood facing the spotted leopard. Her gaze was cold and distant, while the leopard's eyes were wary of danger. When the photograph was taken, Seraphina had just turned eighteen. That year, she met Cassius. A soldier, a special forces sniper serving as her bodyguard, gentle and kind... Yet the hands that held her had once experienced countless moments of lethal sniping and killing.
Chapter 1 She is a Fire Ant Nest
"Seraphina is too conceited, isn't she? She called for breaks three or four times during lunch, acting like the film crew was at her beck and call!"
"Look at her pale face, and she keeps running to the restroom. She must have just had an abortion."
"Oh my, really? Whose child could it be? The heir of the real estate mogul or the prince of media, Ashcroft..."
Outside the restroom, the murmurs of the two gossiping girls faded away. Seraphina twisted the faucet, the cold water touching her fingertips, while her lower abdomen twisted in pain.
Seraphina had never experienced such abdominal pain during her period before, but a few years ago, after falling into icy water during a winter shoot, this problem began to arise. Every month, her lower abdomen felt like a sandbag being punched and kicked, the dull ache forcing her to take breaks three times in a row during today's lunch.
Slowing down the film crew's schedule was irritating for everyone involved. As a rising young starlet with a difficult temperament and a reputation for being arrogant, people in the crew were frustrated but dared not say anything. However, her acting skills were not bad, she nailed her scenes with just one take, which didn't actually affect the filming schedule much.
Her stomach felt like an ice chamber, the cold spreading throughout her body, her fingertips numb. Turning off the faucet, Seraphina grabbed a towel to dry her fingers, gazing up at her emotionless face in the mirror.
Currently, she is starring in a television series called "Shadow Operative." In the series, she portrayed a cold-blooded female operative. For Seraphina, this role was quite easy to play because the character's personality was quite similar to hers. In real life, she was also a cold and aloof beauty, her demeanor icy and distant, with a hint of frostiness hidden behind her beautiful almond-shaped eyes.
Seraphina was undeniably beautiful, with an oval face, eyebrowns like young moons, almond-shaped eyes, and lips curved like a crescent moon. Her eyes were particularly striking, resembling cherry blossoms, slightly slanted, with dark brown irises that shimmered, giving her a combination of coldness and allure. Her arched eyebrows, her straight nose, outlining her well-proportioned and attractive features. Her soft lips were painted a vivid red, her skin porcelain white, exuding an air of maturity.
Her beauty was undeniable, and even in the entertainment industry, where beauties abound, she had never failed to win in forum polls. However, at the moment, due to menstrual cramps, her face looked slightly pallid, contrasting with her glossy blonde hair.
Tossing the tissue aside, Seraphina pushed the door and stepped out of the restroom. December in Nova City meant winter had arrived, yet Seraphina only wore a black vest. Her slender figure, already lean, was accentuated by the black vest, highlighting her graceful yet commanding presence.
Seeing Seraphina emerge, Mia glanced cautiously at her expression. She had also heard the rumors spun by Amelia about Seraphina having a miscarriage.
Mia had been with Seraphina for many years, understanding her temperamental nature well. Seraphina is a hot-headed girl, especially in the past year. However, her behavior was predictable, as long as others didn't provoke her, she wouldn't bother anyone. But once someone picked a fight with her, she wouldn't stay silent.
That's why those close to her didn't call her "Seraphina", instead, they referred to her as "Madam."
"Madam..." - Mia held out a coat, speaking softly.
"Yeah."
Winter in Nova City wasn't too harsh, but Seraphina was particularly sensitive to the cold. She responded in a low voice before putting on the coat and saying:
"Let's go."
Seraphina's voice was soothing to the ears, not sweet and crisp like other girls, but rather husky and languid, with a cold yet lazy tone, carrying a unique allure.
The restroom was tucked away in a secluded corner, somewhat desolate. However, once inside the filming area, the normally quiet winter ambiance was replaced by a bustling atmosphere. The film set was massive, with numerous crews working here every day.
Everyone was incredibly busy, directors and actors collaborating continuously to complete new films.
In the makeup room, the team of specialists was diligently applying makeup to the actors, preparing them for the next scene. There were four makeup stations, with designated seats for the main actors. The supporting actors, who had multiple scenes, occupied the remaining two spots.
As Seraphina entered, Amelia and the third supporting actress were discussing the new handbag in Chanel's spring collection. Suddenly, a cold gust of wind swept across her face, before she could react, Seraphina swiftly raised her hand and slapped her.
She put all her strength into this slap, the sound of the impact ringing in her ears. Amelia wiped the makeup off her face, the cheek turning red from the force of the blow.
In an instant, Amelia was left stunned, her eyes wide in shock as she looked at Seraphina. Regaining her senses, she furiously rushed towards Seraphina.
"Damn it, Seraphina, are you insane? How dare you hit me?!"
As Amelia lunged forward, chaos erupted in the makeup room. Seraphina grabbed her wrist, calmly restraining the enraged Amelia. She spoke coldly: "So?"
Seraphina's fingertips were icy cold, but despite her slender frame, she was incredibly strong, her power emanating from deep within her bones. As she spoke, she waved her hand, pushing Amelia straight into the pile of cosmetics on the makeup table.
The makeup room descended into chaos, Amelia's face smudged with makeup and lipstick, she shouted:
"Are you all dead? Hold her down for me!"
No one in the room dared to intervene. The entertainment industry was highly pragmatic, and no one would risk crossing a top-tier star just for another one.
In no time, the director was summoned.
Given Seraphina's status and power, it was natural for the director to stand by her side. While the director and others were consoling the tearful Amelia, Seraphina, with a cold expression, left the chaotic makeup room and returned to her dressing room.
Suppressing the pain, caused by her recent display of strength, Seraphina began to feel the ache intensifying.
Her personal assistant, Mia, had prepared a cup of ginger tea with red sugar for her, while her work assistant, Kian, was on the phone with the agent. Both Amelia and Seraphina were artists under the Ashcroft media conglomerate. Amelia had reported the incident to the company, demanding an explanation. Currently, Kai was berating Kian over the phone.
Seraphina, trying to rest with her eyes closed, was interrupted. Frowning, she reached out her hand to Kian, saying:
"Give it to me."
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