The Unveiling of Secret Queen-Chapter 1468: Frenzied Face Slap
She flipped from the first to the twentieth, and the topics on the Twitter hot search were no different from what she saw before. The only difference was that the topic that used to be at the top had inexplicably disappeared!
"What’s going on?!"
Emaline Bailey had been in the industry for a long time, but this was the first time she had seen such a thing.
The hot search mysteriously vanished!
What’s the difference between this and seeing a ghost in broad daylight?
Linda White irritably tossed the compact on the makeup table, making a sound, and complained, "How should I know? You’re my agent. If you don’t know, how should I know?"
"Has anyone from Twitter contacted you?" she forced down a breath, asking her agent.
Emaline was always known in the industry as one of the most capable agents; otherwise, she wouldn’t have been picked by the people behind Linda to manage her.
At the moment, she had a rare expression of confusion, shaking her head with a grim face: "No."
There are generally only two situations where a topic suddenly disappears from Twitter’s hot search.
One is the artist themselves withdrawing the hot search.
The other is the official withdrawing the hot search.
But before the official withdrawal of the hot search, according to the rules, the staff will coordinate with the artist’s side.
To put it plainly, the staff will tell you that because of some reason, they are going to withdraw your hot search and give you a heads-up.
Her agent was facing for the first time a situation where a near first-line female artist’s hot search was removed without anyone notifying them.
"Could we be in trouble?" She, after all, was one of the industry’s recognized agents, quickly reacting and instinctively sensing something fishy, worriedly telling Linda.
"What kind of trouble could we be in?" Linda thought she was overly nervous, sneering, looking at herself in the mirror, confidently saying, "Ruth, you’re overthinking it. I reckon it’s just an accident. You should quickly contact the Twitter staff and ask them what’s going on."
"The hot search is gone. Have them put it back up."
"I still need to shoot an ad in a bit and need to draw my eyebrows, so I won’t talk to you now."
The agent saw her leaning back, closing her eyes for a rest, as the makeup artist started drawing her eyebrows, and was instantly frustrated, unable to find a place to say her piece.
Just then, her phone lit up.
The agent looked at the caller ID, took a deep breath, calmed herself, and answered the call: "Hello, Mr. Vinson."
It’s unclear what was said on the other end of the line.
Her face changed dramatically, instinctively turning to look at the young woman still doing her makeup, with her eyelids twitching uncontrollably: "... Mr. Vinson, we’ve already signed the contract. Is it really appropriate to cancel at this point? Linda White has cleared her schedule for you."
The person on the other end seemed to give some face.
The agent’s face became increasingly unsightly: "I know, it’s not about the penalty. I... Alright, I understand."
She hung up the phone, walked over to the young woman with her eyes closed having her makeup done, and hesitantly said, "Linda, the ad shoot for this morning has been canceled."
Linda suddenly opened her eyes, looking at her in shock: "What did you say?"
Her agent rubbed her forehead, looking even more troubled than Linda: "The advertiser just contacted me saying they want to replace you. The ad shoot is off."
"They want to replace me?!" Linda was not only shocked but it was as if she was gravely humiliated, her not-so-pale face turning a livid reddish color.
"Are they crazy?! I’m already getting my makeup done, and now they’re saying they want to replace me? Do they understand that it was them who approached me, not me begging them!"
