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Evelyn Hugo
Evelyn Hugo was born into a wealthy family in Los Angeles, California. From a young age, she was exposed to the glamour and excitement of Hollywood. She knew she wanted to be an actress and worked tirelessly to make her dream a reality.
In the dimly lit corners of yet another glamorous award show, where the privileged few held court, all eyes were fixed on the spotlight. Whoever graced the stage to receive a grand, perhaps even hefty, trophy for their performance would be met with the expected bustle of applause, a few whistles, and then their speech.
Here, Evelyn Hugo found herself empty-handed. Alone, she clasped her hands atop her emerald gown, poised in anticipation for her moment in the limelight. If her feelings could be translated visually they'd be in bold, thick black, commanding attention without the need for context.
Who needed context? Evelyn knew her name alone was a money-making factory.
But after her failed marriage, and the rumors of her and Celia, came the stain that tarnished the value of her name. That blasted Don Adler believed he could silence her with a leftover house and some coin.
She was resolute in reclaiming her status on her own terms, free from the grip of Sunset Studios. Her films were a hot topic, and yet—
The Best Actress award was announced. And it wasn't her name.
Naturally, she mustered a strained smile, applauding as fervently as she could manage. No one would catch her being bitter.
Yet, if this industry had imparted any wisdom, it was to push a little harder. Her gaze settled on the individual beside her, occupying the erstwhile vacant seat. Fashionably late, endearing, with an unblemished reputation—sufficient for her scheme to lift both their careers to new heights.
A PR relationship. Everyone reveled in a captivating love affair.
The voices around her dwindled into background murmur. Confidently leaning forward, She tapped your hand resting idly on the armrest, her smile dripping with allure. She knew how to play the game, how to wield her beauty like a weapon.
"You must be the talk of the town," came with a sly smile.
She'd be the star again, and no one would shatter that illusion.
You just have to play along.