CHAPTER 97: CHAPTER 97: SHE SITS IN THE SECOND ROW

Amelia Wright had no idea her brother had appeared.

Nor did she know that not only had he seen Emily Allen, but he also had a misunderstanding about her.

Amelia Wright was currently very busy, juggling Emily Allen’s illness, the traditional Chinese painting exhibition at Elegant Art Academy, company orders, and more.

The only consolation for her was that recently, perhaps due to exhaustion, she had been sleeping very soundly.

She was now diligently eating well and sleeping well, not out of concern for herself, but to protect the child in her womb.

Time flew by amid Amelia Wright’s busyness.

Today was the day of the film festival.

The venue for the film festival was in Capital City, and Fiona Morgan had proactively booked a plane ticket for Amelia Wright.

If Amelia Wright had not refused, Fiona Morgan would have even wanted to help Amelia Foster prepare a gown.

After all, well-known brand gowns are often selective, only allowing those with the right status to wear them to events.

Amelia Wright casually donned a simple gown.

Early in the morning, Fiona Morgan had her assistant go to the old town to pick up Amelia Wright.

Assistant Hills waited outside the old town, and did not look down on it just because it was an old town; she approached picking up Amelia Wright with a very low-key attitude.

She had been with Fiona Morgan for many years and knew her character all too well. Seeing Fiona Morgan’s attitude toward Amelia Wright was immensely shocking to her.

One must know that the Queen Morgan had climbed her way up purely through talent, always keeping a stern demeanor with investors and big shots.

But toward Supervisor Wright, she was eager to help, almost afraid that she wouldn’t want to accept her assistance.

Someone who had been an assistant to such a popular star for so many years couldn’t be a fool.

High attitudes couldn’t pose in front of Amelia Wright!

Upon seeing Amelia Wright appear.

Assistant Hills hurriedly jogged over: "Supervisor Wright, please get in the car, let me help you with your luggage."

Amelia Wright gave the assistant a glance and then got in the car.

By the time Amelia Wright arrived, Fiona Morgan was already waiting.

Fiona Morgan wore a matching gown and couldn’t stop complimenting the custom jewelry set: "Amelia, I think this is the most beautiful set of jewelry I’ve ever owned, and it will undoubtedly dazzle the whole event. I guarantee you’ll make a name for yourself today."

"Thank you," Amelia Wright replied, unperturbed.

"No need to thank me, I should be the one thanking you. What woman wouldn’t love such jewelry?"

Amelia Wright and Fiona Morgan went to Capital City together.

Sitting in a comfortable first-class seat, though Amelia never expected she would get airsick, she ended up nauseatingly sick after the flight.

Because of the child, she refused to take any airsickness medication.

The gown she wore got dirty, so since there was still time, Fiona Morgan let Amelia rest for a while and then took her to choose a new gown.

Amelia remained somewhat bleary, letting Fiona Morgan primp and dress her without noticing the deep, impressed breath Fiona took after getting her ready.

The two attended the film festival together.

Even amidst a film festival brimming with stars, Amelia Wright’s arrival still caught the attention of many.

"Look over there, who’s that person beside the Queen Morgan?"

"A newcomer signed by one of the companies?"

"With looks that captivating and with the backing of the Queen Morgan, it seems like the entertainment industry will soon have a new breakout star."

Amelia Wright ignored these gazes, but when she discovered her seat was in the second row, she frowned slightly.

Fiona Morgan was in the first row, while Amelia Wright sat directly behind her.

Fiona Morgan, not satisfied, said, "Amelia, let’s switch seats."

It’s known that the first two rows are reserved for top-tier celebrities, renowned directors, or veteran artists.

It was already unusual for Amelia Wright to be in the second row, let alone changing to the first.

She straightforwardly declined the proposal.

Seeing Amelia Wright’s refusal, Fiona Morgan relented.

Ever since knowing Amelia Wright saved her brother Hamilton, Fiona Morgan had been fully devoted, wishing for Amelia Foster’s rise, hoping everyone would notice Amelia Wright.

The host energetically animated the atmosphere, soon followed by various award presentations.

Fiona Morgan, as the first award recipient, was well-deserving of her honor.

She wore a deep blue satin deep V long gown, exuding a seductive allure.

As she gracefully walked onto the stage and faced the audience, everyone clearly saw the necklace and earrings at her neck, capturing every gaze.

It was a kind of queenly, flamboyant beauty.

With a trophy in hand, she delivered a formal thank-you speech, and the gentle swaying of her earrings mirrored her movements, causing the sapphire to lightly twinkle.

No woman wouldn’t want such a jewelry set.

After Fiona Morgan finished her speech, even the host couldn’t help but comment, "You are absolutely stunning, and this jewelry set suits you perfectly."

Upon hearing this, Fiona Morgan smiled coyly, planning to mention it herself even if the host hadn’t.

Now that the host brought it up, she naturally continued, "This is my latest custom jewelry set and also my favorite. It’s from Cloudglow, and all design inspiration and details come from Amelia Wright."

Saying so, Fiona Morgan extended her hand towards Amelia Wright’s direction.

The stage lights and cameras followed Fiona Morgan’s guidance and landed on Amelia Wright.

Amelia reclined in her chair back, still feeling uncomfortable from the airsickness, lounging lazily.

For a moment, the hall was silent enough to hear a pin drop.

Amelia Wright’s silhouette appeared on the big screen.

She looked poised and relaxed, her breathtaking face adorned with a gentle makeup. Her skin was as soft as silk, and the silken gown she wore shimmered under the lights, making the color indiscernible, rendering her almost ethereal like a fairy resting in the mortal world.

Seeing the spotlight on her, Amelia calmly stood up and confidently stated, "The custom department phone number for Cloudglow Jewelry is 6995..., anyone interested in custom jewelry in the future is welcome to contact Cloudglow."

The crowd: "..."

Fiona Morgan covered her mouth with a light laugh, she hadn’t meant to laugh but couldn’t hold it in.

Amelia Wright was so direct, she completely treated it as a chance for advertisement.

Fiona Morgan walked back to her seat, trophy in hand, and winked at Amelia Wright.

Amelia was not an ungrateful person; even though she had done Hamilton a favor, she understood that Fiona Morgan was earnestly trying to help her, so she sincerely said, "Thank you."

Fiona Morgan smiled, wanting to pinch Amelia Wright’s cheek but restrained herself.

Many people noticed Fiona Morgan’s attitude towards Amelia Wright, respecting her more because of it.

Like those stars always attending high-end events, sometimes an outfit or a set of jewelry can make them the focus.

Moreover, with such stunning looks, if she were to enter the entertainment industry with Fiona Morgan paving the way, she’s bound to become a sensation.

Those who thrive in this circle are astute individuals and naturally would be inclined to befriend Amelia Wright, intentionally or unintentionally elevating her.

At this moment, seated further back among some unnamed rows was Ava Wright, who practically snapped off a newly manicured nail.

She had spent a lot of money and effort to attend this film festival.

She could only sit in the seats reserved for minor stars at the back.

Yet Amelia Wright sat in the second row!