With a nod, Claudia affirmed, “I'm okay."

"Great, Let's head to the makeup room. Mr. Mathews Gomez is already there getting ready,”

Trudy's assistant said, initiating a welcoming gesture to usher Claudia inside.

Upon recognizing the familiar name, a wave of surprise brushed Claudia. "Mathews?"

"Yes, both you and Mr. Gomez are the faces of our campaign.”

Her eyes twinkling with curiosity, she asked, "The same Mathews Gomez

I'm acquainted with?"

“Absolutely. You were the honored guest at his recent concert, right? I heard he's a good friend of yours. Didn't he mention this collaboration to you?"

Caught off guard, she sheepishly admitted, "No."

A grin blossomed on Trudy's assistant's face, suggesting, “Perhaps, it's his idea of a pleasant surprise for you.

With a slight smile, Claudia accompanied the assistant, stepping into the elevator.

What a delightful unexpected turn of events!

Led by Trudy's assistant, Claudia reached the dressing room to find Mathews amidst his makeup session.

"Claudia."

As soon as she entered, she was called by Mathews.

Embarrassed, she managed to say, “What a coincidence, Mathews."

“Coincidence? Not at all!"

Mathews exclaimed, unbothered by the presence of the onlookers.

Claudia blushed and felt embarrassed.

Almost immediately, Mathews chimed in cheerfully, revealing, “I was in on the secret that you were the other face for the poster."

She didn't know what to say.

He was quite humorous.

Clearly, the rest of the individuals in the makeup room were quietly speculating about Claudia and Mathews’ relationship.

Soon, someone called Claudia, "Miss Marshall, please come here!" Pushing aside her embarrassment, she proceeded to the designated spot before the makeup table.