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Although appearances may deceive, Billy had a hand in the production of Little Women, and surprisingly, the decision would fall under the budget of a single person, Winona Ryder. She would consider whom she wanted to work with. What was the first thing Winona asked for? Just the audition recordings, but the performance of both actors was outstanding.

She requested interviews, and curiously, she was given one that had just been conducted with Mila. The way her sunny smile lit up the room and her confidence pleasantly appealed to her. However, the shy charm of the other was also delightful, like that of a child, fitting the role. Yet, being shy wasn't enough.

-Which one do you think should be part of it, Johnny? - Winona said in what seemed to be a grand mansion. There was a gathering of some friends nearby.

-The shy one. - Deep responded.

-The shy one, why? - Winona asked.

-He plays the role better; the other is just a pretty face. That... Billion Darwin, it's clear he's arrogant, pretentious, and doesn't fit with an angel like you. - Deep said.

Winona pouted; she had heard the opposite about Bill, a hardworking, polite, shy, and introverted guy. -Winona thought, watching her ex-boyfriend play the acoustic guitar angrily, ignoring the interviews.

-Hire the shy one, and let's go to France. There's a fashion festival; let others handle the production. - Deep said.

-What do you think, Gwyneth? - Winona asked.

-Ohhhh, choose the cute boy; after all, you need a new boyfriend. - The actress said boldly and recklessly. Johnny shook his head at Gwyneth's foolishness.

-I think he's a bad actor, somewhat forced, but what do I know? - Deep replied, taking a big sip of rum, which made Winona's beautiful eyebrows frown with some disdain for the alcohol smell.

Winona wanted to narrow her eyes; was this the reason they broke up? Was reconciliation never going to happen? How foolish she had been to accept him here; he only cared about himself. -Winona thought.

-It's nonsense; I can't make up my mind. - Winona said.

Deep ignored her, and left the grand mansion's large hall, where a small circle of stars gathered. Winona took the time to descend the stairs to the large pool.

-Everything is pretty silly. - Winona said aloud.

-What's wrong, Wina? - Keane Reeves asked, sunbathing with a book beside him for reading and tranquility.

-The producers are indecisive, so they want me to choose the supporting actor for the movie. There are two guys, but both are incredible. I'm torn in my decision. - Winona said.

-Which one do you want? - Keane questioned.

-Well, I like the golden boy, as Gwyneth called him. But I'm still hesitant; after all, it's a bit unfair to decide on such a simple preference. - Winona said.

-Then don't choose; just give your opinions to the producers and tell them you don't know whom to pick. I'm sure they'll understand. - Keane said.

-Sounds logical; I'll tell them the truth. - Winona said, jumping from her seat; the fine swimsuit highlighted her curves.

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-Good morning, superstar. Send some photos and your involvement in Stargate. It's just a wait, but a new suit brand wants to bet on you. I might have mentioned that you're a lover of elegant suits. Their name is Canali, and they're diving into custom suits. Although they have money, they're betting on young talents for short-term relationships, and your profile is one they'd like. - Jim Waitt said over the phone.

Billy was surprised by the bomb his agent just dropped. Mila, holding a pizza, tilted her head to the side to listen to the conversation, or at least try to. Canali is part of a family dedicated to fabrics and tailoring, determined to launch a clothing brand since the early '90s, and they're looking for young individuals to showcase their suits.

-Sounds amazing. - Billy said.

-The best part is they'll pay $500,000 for three years. They're determined that if you become a brand, they'll triple the value. You'll need to attend some fashion events but be warned that you have recordings. There's one week you can't miss—the Fashion Week in September. You'll go for two days. You're not the main face yet, but you're a gamble. What do you say, Billy? - Jim asked.

-Let my dad review the contract, and tell them I accept the proposal. - Billy replied.

-Your father already reviewed it; I'm in New York. I'll arrive tomorrow and fill you in on the contract details. Your father took your measurements, so they'll send a collection for you to wear at the Stargate gala. - Jim Waitt said.

-Sounds incredible, thanks, Jim. - Billy said, hanging up the phone upon hearing Jim's hurried goodbye, an agent who has respected Billy's decisions and been very helpful in the three years of his career and film productions.

-Who was that? - Mila asked, shyly, despite her question, she had heard some things and was curious.

-My agent got me a sponsorship with an Italian suit brand, and well, it seems to be a high-end brand, judging by my agent's happiness with the contract. - Billy said.

Billy, accustomed to wearing suits, hadn't thought much about sponsorships until Jim Waitt mentioned the suit company. Sponsorships exist in Lux Comics, but he had never seen himself as a personal brand. Sponsorships will become more apparent as time goes on, and he must capitalize on the benefits of good commercials.

-It's incredible. You've been in the industry for less than a year, and now brands want to sponsor you. How interesting. - Mila said.

-I've been part of the industry for a long time. I've done voiceovers and some minor roles, but this would be my third film and involvement, along with some commercials and cameos in TV series. I waited to finish my education to be part of the film world, even though I only did a basic course, and a specialized course takes four years, with the first two being just a basic MBA. - Billy said.

Mila took her finger and put it in her mouth thoughtfully, looked at her pizza, and took a bite.

-I don't have an agent as such. I hope to be sponsored by Gucci or something similar. It would be more than a pleasure to walk a runway. - Mila said, showing a bit of vanity, the vanity of feeling beautiful and desired by others. Although Billy didn't react much, he did appreciate Mila's beauty, not as a runway beauty, but rather as a beautiful woman who charmed with just a smile.

-The interviews are over. Will you go back to acting school? - Billy asked.

-Of course, I have to finish what I started, although it feels silly to go back to school after acting. But I'll complete the second and third years. There's a theater course I want to take to extend my career. But now, I'm worried that if I leave Hollywood, the exposure I have won't be enough, and in a year and a half, I won't get good roles. - Mila said.

One of the main rules of the entertainment world is the competition. Hundreds of candidates each day aspire to be part of acting and stand out. Therefore, gaining ground and recognition is challenging for those entering the acting world.

-Join my agent. He's good; you might land some roles after school. - Billy said.

-Sounds interesting, but I already have an agent I just got, and I can't terminate the contract after my first film. It lasts four years. Maybe in that time, we can discuss something if I feel dissatisfied. Besides, will you be there for me? - Mila asked.

-Yes, finish your education, take on small roles or cameos in New York, and improve your craft. I'll talk to my agent to get you theater opportunities to enhance your acting skills. - Billy said.

Mila felt refreshed hearing Billy's words, how he wanted to help her improve her acting skills. What more could she ask for? Her cheeks blushed; after all, Billy has a girlfriend. - Mila thought.

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