Satisfied

Outside the audition shed, there was a long queue. In order to attract the director's attention, some candidates were wearing bikinis with transparent gauzes, showing off their good figures.

Some of them gathered in twos or threes, whispering to each other and casting envious glances at Hazel.

They couldn't understand why Hazel came to audition since she was wealthy. She should live like a rich lady, getting up when she wanted and being served by servants instead of standing here to compete with them.

"She is either a fool or a lover raised by a rich old man."

A young woman with heavy makeup commented in front of Hazel. Her voice was loud and sharp.

"Why does she come here if someone gives her money?"

Hazel stood at the end of the line, listening to their ridiculous discussion, and started to think.