“Welcome to the party!” Giselle shrieked with joy upon opening her apartment door. First, she checked who the guest was this afternoon, just to make sure it was indeed Jane.
Jane just laughed, taking Giselle's eagerly extended hand and stepping inside. Since this apartment is located in such a secure area, it seemed like Giselle deliberately opened the door wide, as if to let everyone know something fun was happening inside.
As Jane recalls, Giselle's living room had a large L-shaped sofa. On the wall, there was a large TV that Jane was sure also served as a mini theater. The equipment around it was quite sophisticated and complete, perfect for relaxing and spending the day watching this year's best films.
And now?
It's decorated in such a way that the sofa has been moved, creating an area where a glass-topped table used to be, making it more spacious and dance-friendly. Oh, don't forget the colorful lights that were installed who know when, b
Jane reads the sheets that Brina handed out, outlining the schedule and preparations for the upcoming show. Since Jane has never been familiar with the modeling world, the schedule she has is quite packed and tight. But despite that, she can't complain. All the beauty is at the other end, and it won't be easy to navigate."I'm only giving you a pass today, Olive." Brina speaks to Jane after dealing with the three super noisy girls, which have given Brina a throbbing headache. There's constant complaints ranging from reasonable concerns to what Brina thinks are just their excuses. But no, Brina won't back down.Everyone's had enough fun. Harvey already has a schedule for next week. Giselle is gearing up for a grand event in the Western State. Meanwhile, Ursula has her own agenda as an influencer on a fashion channel. Since the event is broadcast live, Ursula's appearance must be in top condition."Did you hear that, Giselle? Even Olive isn't spared by Brina," Har
It seems the words of the three girls who recently entered Jane's life are true. Brina is a harsh stepmother. Jane has stumbled countless times, walked not to Brina's liking, and goodness, just a bit—when Jane lowers her hand slightly, she gets a stern warning.The stick Brina carries during Jane's training sessions has hit Jane's hands and feet countless times. No, not to strike as a warning, but the stick's tip has a dye that immediately marks Jane's skin. Signaling how many mistakes Jane has made."Once more, Olive." Brina points to the catwalk's branch in front of her. The branch also forms another angle connected to each other. So, as Jane practices walking there, she occasionally stops right at the intersection. Striking a few standard poses as directed by Brina.It's not just Brina there. The style director is also involved in Jane's training session this time. Well, for the next few days, Jane will be with them.Brina's command is met with a
The heat hitting him today didn't deter the man neatly dressed in an expensive suit from stepping out of his car. He didn't need a hat just to ward off the sun that could give him a headache. The issues that came his way were much more troubling than just avoiding the sun's heat.His steps lead to a grave he had visited not long ago. The bond formed years ago made occasional visits feel like no trouble amidst his busy work schedule.Once again, he checks his belongings. "Hey, Uncle," he softly greets, placing the bouquet he guarded throughout the journey. "How are you?"No response, just the whisper of the wind. Cool, but it sends shivers down his spine. Did his greeting receive a response? Who knows. Richard didn't want to find out."Does Austin visit often?" He chuckles. "I don't think so. He comes when he needs you. But don't worry. Austin still can't accept your departure. He's still filled with regrets, but sadly, your son is foolish, Uncle."
Calysta doesn't want to wipe away her smile just yet. Her eyes have been satisfied with a bundle of books about wedding venues and all the related matters. Austin mentioned that there would be no more delays in their wedding."This is all interesting," says Calysta, closing the book in her hands. "I'm impressed with all the models you've shown, the explanations you've been rambling about. And, well... some of the concepts you've proposed have piqued my interest."Margareth pulls the corners of her lips wide. "We have experience handling weddings for many influential families in this country. You can check our profiles, and coincidentally, we've handled several parties organized by the Don William family."Calysta crosses her legs and leans back comfortably. Her eyes gaze at her interlocutor with a calm look, but one thing is certain in her mind; she doesn't want to use Margareth for her event."Does that mean everything you offer has been used by others i
Giselle invited Jane Olive to join the group.At first, Jane hesitated about whether she should accept Giselle's request to join the chat group that might have been created a long time ago. Who was she to suddenly be in their social circle? But honestly, Jane was thrilled to be warmly accepted by the three of them.After Fabian's departure, she wanted to rest, knowing that tomorrow would be a long day to get through. She couldn't close her eyes immediately; her mind was focused on Giselle's request on her phone.(Giselle: Why did it take so long for you to accept?)(Giselle: Are you already asleep? Oh, you must be tortured by Step-Mom Brina. I feel sorry for your fate, Olive.)Whether she liked it or not, Jane chuckled. Her hands instinctively replied to Giselle's message.[Jane.Olive: You're right. Brina is indeed a bit cruel.]Giselle responded with many eye-rolling emojis. (Giselle: Quickly accept my group join request. It'll be ea
Maria's grilled shrimp never fails to whet Austin's appetite. It's been a while since he felt the joy of sitting at the dining table, relishing the served dishes, and filling his stomach."Maria made all of this special for you, Austin," Kate smiles faintly. Her gaze never leaves her son, who has been eagerly waiting for dinner."I haven't had Maria's cooking in a long time."Kate grins thinly. "You rarely have dinner at home, Austin."Austin looks at his mother with an unreadable expression."But I'm glad that you're finally coming home more often and sitting here. Keeping your old mother company for dinner."He sighs softly. "Can we go through dinner comfortably tonight, Mom? Can we?""I won't start anything that makes you uncomfortable, Son. What I said is the truth." Kate smiles. "I'm truly grateful to enjoy dinner with you again."Perhaps, during the journey to his home, Austin was disturbed by Calysta's words. It's true,
"Your work today was amazing, Giselle. All the photo sessions went well, and I think everyone involved in this project agrees, you're shining even brighter."Giselle laughs lightly, taking a water bottle to quench her thirst. The afternoon air is quite hot and quickly makes her feel parched. Tiana, who has been with her since earlier, promptly approaches with a large umbrella to shield them from the heat."You all worked hard today. Thanks for making me comfortable," Giselle says with a wide smile. Almost all the crew on duty, even down to the smallest line that is rarely seen, agrees: Giselle is indeed a professional model who understands etiquette.Her work is done for the day. Tonight, there's a peak event she has to attend. Just like Harvey, who attended the gala dinner, she also received an invitation. SEO Fashion often appoints the three of them as representatives to meet influential people who gather just to spend time together. Celebrating who knows what
Jane didn't want to end up in Fabian's car again. She had declined several times, but Fabian always found a way for her to sit there, including using a bit of a threat regarding the results of her recent training. Yet, Jane vividly remembered the praises from Brina and Nico about what she had gone through. Jane restrained herself from complaining because this was the path she had chosen. There was no turning back. Moreover, even if she turned back, the question of how she would support herself kept haunting her. "At the end of the road, there's a popular bakery. Want to stop by?" Fabian broke the silence between them. This ride home, Jane preferred to keep quiet. Not that she didn't want to share her complaints, but she realized one point: Fabian was now her boss. He generously gave her rides for many reasons. That's all Jane could think of. She didn't want to speculate too much weird stuff because... the show wasn't over yet. There was a growing sense of wor