Chapter Forty Nine: There's a mole.

“Ma’am, what are we going to do?” They kept on asking Ella.

“I don’t know. How are we going to find a model to fill in for the other one in a space of less than twenty minutes?” She muttered to herself.

Someone suddenly gasped and they all turned to look at who it was. It was one of the other models who had done so. She quickly walked from the back to Ella.

“Ma’am, you are a perfect replacement for the other model,” she said and everyone immediately nodded in agreement.

“Why didn’t I think of this,” the makeup artist said and scolded himself for not coming up with the idea sooner.

They were racking their brains looking for who could be the model’s replacement when the answer had been right in front of them all along; Ella.

She was about five ten in height and she had a really slim body just like a model’s.

“No no no,” Ella refused. “There is no way I can be the model replacement. I haven’t been through any training like you guys,” she pointed out.

“Nonsense, that’s not necessary,”