Chapter 1177
Chapter 1177:
That was why she didn’t think too much of it at first. Her fans sent her flowers all the time, after all.
But from that day on, a bouquet arrived every single day—always without a name, always without any identifying information, except for the same simple sketch of a smiling face.
“You got flowers again?” Margo’s agent called out as she walked into the office carrying another oversized bouquet, teasing her as usual.
“Who is this romantic person? He’s been sending a bouquet every day!” Margo muttered.
“I have no clue,” her agent replied. “And there’s no name on it either p>
As she spoke, Margo picked out a few flowers and arranged them in a vase. Then she lowered her head and glanced at the card, pulled it out, and placed it on the bookshelf. Her office still held plenty of gifts from fans that she hadn’t taken home yet.
When Annabel came to Star Entertainment, she found Margo holding roses. With a faint smile, she asked, “Who sent you the flowers p>
“I don’t know.” Startled, Margo quickly set the bouquet down.
Her agent teased, “Maybe the one you like is finally chasing after you p>
Margo had been stroking the petals, but she suddenly stopped and gave a bitter smile. Then she turned around, pulled a script from her bag, and sat down to rehearse.
“It must be from a fan,” she said lightly. “Besides, like you said, I’m a celebrity. I can’t be in a relationship, right p>
“Honey, being in a relationship p>
“Can make me lose some, or even most, of my fans,” Margo cut in before her agent could finish.
Her agent smiled and joked, “By the way, the shampoo brand ambassador contract is signed p>
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When Margo saw the company name, she froze. “Baile Shampoo? They only used to hire top stars. Why would they want me p>
“They need a brand ambassador with a strong fanbase, and you’re the perfect fit,” her agent said. “And in case you forgot, you’re a top star too. You need to go to the set tomorrow p>
“Margo, this is perfect for you. Come on,” Annabel added, patting Margo’s shoulder before turning and walking into her office.
“Tomorrow?” Margo murmured, reaching up to smooth her hair. “Can you talk to the boss about photoshopping it? Wouldn’t it be easier to change my hair color with editing p>
“Why don’t you just let them use your old photos so you won’t have to go?” her agent suggested.
“I’m going to lose my beautiful hair color!” Margo pouted at her. “Can’t you at least feel sorry for me p>
Her agent was completely unmoved.
“But I didn’t expect Baile Shampoo to approach you directly. And they’re not asking you to be a regional ambassador—they want you as the brand’s main spokesperson p>