A few days later, finally the day has come—the international actress day.

Amy just finished having a good bath; she was done as she tied a white tower from her upper chest to her knee.

Her hair was wey, as she had just watched it while bathing.

She was about to dry her hair with her dryer when a knock made her look in the door direction.

"Who would that be in these early hours of the morning?" Amy asked, murmuring as she checked herself if she was well covered before she could head to open the door.

Amy had gotten a beautiful from Dwanye the next day after that...