Chapter 66

Liliana was just a newly signed actress with barely any followers on Twitter. A few days ago, she got caught in some hot gossip, but weirdly enough, her straightforward vibe actually pulled in a massive fanbase. And once her audition video got released, her follower count skyrocketed overnight—now she's sitting just shy of a few million fans. Out of those, only a tiny fraction are haters. Most are hardcore supporters. Then someone dug up a past post by the makeup artist, and shit hit the fan real quick. "I don't get it—was the person who did the makeup in that first pic even a real pro? That look is hideous." "Where's this production team based? Drop the location, I'll fly over and apply. Even if I used my foot to slap on makeup, it'd still look better." "Who gave this MUA the confidence to post that and try for sympathy? I'm zero seconds away from dragging you." Netizens aren't dumb. It's obvious which photos looked good and which looked like a disaster. The makeup artist thought she