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They were all also dressed identically, in black leggings and T-shirts. And of course, all of them have that ‘I’m seductive but just sucked on a lemon’ look that a lot of models have. She chalked it up to high cheekbones and not enough calories. Or maybe they teach that at the modeling agencies? “Ladies . . . ladies,” Tobias says, gesturing to each group.

"We like the presentation, but we need a high-end photographer and a model. We can't take risks. If you can arrange these, we will sign the contract with you." "Sure. Here is our marketing head, Miss Rubel Johnson. She is an expert in this field." Mr. Smith extended his hand, and all the eyes landed on me with an expectation of fulfilling the requirement.I smiled, but inside I knew I was dead. "Thank you, sir. I will try my best. Please give me some time." My answer should be, I will try my best to run from here. Where am I going to find a world-class photographer who would be ready in such a short time? And where the hell am I going to find a new model?

Let's talk about it. Hazel smiled gratefully at her friend. "Thank you, Naya. I appreciate it. Let's grab a coffee and chat." And with that, the two girls headed inside to have a heart-to-heart conversation and support each other through tough times. ** Stone Company~Studio room A lady could be seen holding the new perfume bottle, she is a model, and the photographer is taking pictures of her while she poses in front of a white backdrop. The perfume bottle is sleek and elegant, reflecting the sophistication of the brand. The model's hair is styled in loose waves, cascading down her back, and her makeup is flawlessly done, accentuating her features.

Amara turned at the sound of her name. Her eyes settled on Elara and lingered for a moment, as though she were adjusting the focus on a lens. "Elara!" She reached into her pocket, pulled out a cigarette, and lit it with practiced ease. Taking a long, slow drag, she let the smoke drift out gradually. "Are you feeling better?" "I..." Elara's gaze followed the cigarette as it rose and fell in Amara's hand. She knew Amara smoked. Amara had always had her reasons. The tobacco industry generated astronomical profits, and even if she had no interest in becoming a smoker herself, she believed she ought to understand what made something so profitable so addictive.

Penny smiled brightly and hugged him. Photographer Clement and the models were under the Haverst Group. He had a good relationship with Camilla. Camilla smiled brightly when she saw Clement, then she posed for the camera. Then Clement took his camera and started taking photos with a big grin on his face. He took photos of other models as well and posted the photos on social media platforms. The fans were over the moon when they saw their favourite models' photos. They were glued to their phones and laptops waiting for the live streaming.

This was something from the table of the President. "Yes." Doreen folded her lips inwards, as she tried to hold her smile. The smile on Alexa's face was contagious. "But you are going to do it with someone." Doreen finally broke the accompanying words. "Of course, we'll need models. Why don't we use-" "Glamour Holdings." Doreen interrupted. "We could use models from their Gazette Modelling Institute." She added and Alexa furrowed her brows. "Is this you bringing a suggestion or..." She trailed off, waiting for Doreen to reply.

No wonder he didn't let her use it. Since Adaire has become a past , although he finally chose Xenia Miller, but she does not blame him, she has not been qualified to stand by his side. Smell the big smoke in the bedroom, Ada Wood felt a bit of pain, coughing a few times, and then quickly walked to the balcony of the bedroom, breathing fresh air. In prison, don't say it's smoke, it's impossible to buy a sugar. In fact, she also does not want to smoke, day and night thinking about Aaron brother, will not be addicted to tobacco, long time she also forgot the taste of smoke. After coming out, she would not be like before, smoke can not leave her hands.

She described the outfit. The screen changed once again to the image of two models in Lawn tennis outfits. “Last on the list, is the Smash series. You need to have this as a tennis player” She continued. While she presented, I stared at her in awe of how elegant she was. Julie’s beauty renewed by the day. Her eloquence was on another level too.

Chapter 76 Author's POV. Inside a top-class bar in the countryside, a man sat in the middle of Two models. The models were caressing his body with their hands in a flirty way. It was as if they were trying to gain his attention by doing it. The Middle-aged man was smoking away, the area in front of him was filled with smoke. The models with him weren't uncomfortable or Disgusted by the smoke, it was as if they were already used to it.

I enjoy drinking tea with him, speculating about the reason we are here on earth. "Killian is still silent and hasn't contacted me," Smith says and gives me a thoughtful skim over with a glint in his eye. "But I just off the phone with a friend of mine who works in the modeling industry. She is currently doing a photoshoot of women with different conditions to show the female strength, and she was very interested in you." I lift a questioning eyebrow, not trusting his encouraging, promising words. "Why me?" Smith snorts. "You're beautiful with an insanely gorgeous profile, and you have cancer, Daria—you're perfect. Even without your hair, your face has that kind of glow that Caroline seeks."