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@M&M MODELING AGENCY

Krystal's POV

I couldn't contain my excitement right now, especially since the modeling agency where I aspire to work called me yesterday. This is one of my greatest ambitions, but it is nearly impossible to accomplish due to my current situation. I'm not wealthy, and I'm struggling to live normally because of my struggles and problems.

My mother, you see, had to be treated every day. I mean, she requires medications due to her disease and the fact that I'm her only child. I am the only person on whom my mother can rely. I despise Uncle Victor because he always wastes our money on gambling and is extremely irresponsible. He is my mother's second husband, and they have no children.

He or she is safe from the poverty we are experiencing.

"Good morning, and I apologize for keeping you waiting! There's so much to do that I almost forgot we had a session today" My deep thoughts are interrupted by that bubbly voice, so I smile at her.

"No need to worry, ma'am. I completely comprehend," I responded.

"Great! Let's skip the introduction and get right to your talent."

Wait a minute, talent? This is a modeling agency, I see. What a moron I am.

I smiled "Actually, I have no modeling experience to share because we don't have enough money. However, I can assure you that I am a quick learner who can also follow instructions."

"Oh? You appear knowledgeable to me. Because you had a lovely body and a slim figure."

"Thank you very much, ma'am. But I swear, I'm a newbie..." I responded politely.

"Amateur is right in your face. Perhaps you needed to be enhanced more, and that's exactly what we'll be doing, especially since we desperately need you. I'm hoping you won't give me any headaches," She's nice, and those smiles appear honest, but I'm not sure she'll be a nice instructor.

Let's see how that goes...

"When do you want to begin, Ms. Garcia?"

"Pardon?" I inquired, perplexed. Did she just use a different surname for me? That's not mine, I mean.

"Oh, you're Miss Faith Garcia, aren't you? Colombian amateur model?" She inquired.

I giggled awkwardly "Uh, no. I am not her."

"Wait a minute, who are you?"

"Not Faith, but Krystal Louise Dawson..."

"Please forgive me. I assumed you w— "She stopped talking when the door opened and another middle-aged woman entered.

"Jenny? What exactly are you doing here? Faith is waiting in the lobby for your permission to come here. Don't tell me you forgot once more." She muttered to the woman I'm facing with.

"Shoot!" She turned palm-facing and glanced at me "I'm truly sorry! I mistakenly thought you were my model, but you're not."

"Don't worry..."

She gathered her belongings and approached the woman at the door, saying, "No offense intended, but this woman is attractive; she has a good body shape and a clean face. If you want, I can recruit her."

"Jenny, no. Mr. Miller has other plans for her, and to be honest, he's already waiting outside because you messed up his scheduled meeting with her."

"I apologize once more, Ms. Dawson and Anna." Jenny rushed out of the room, and awkwardness enveloped the entire space.

I had to wait again because the lady named Anna went outside without even saying anything to me. My anxiety has returned, especially since I learned that Mr. Miller has other plans for me.

What exactly does this mean? Did he contact me to hire me as a utility because of my educational background, or contact to mock me?

Ugh! I had absolutely no idea!

I heard the door open again, but I didn't turn to greet whoever was there. I don't want to do anything horrible that will tarnish my meager reputation as a human being, especially since I wasn't born like them.

Rich, educated, intelligent, beautiful, and even fortunate...

"I am not a ghost to be afraid of, Ms. Dawson," someone cleared his throat.

Hold on, that voice is familiar. Not exactly, but nobody can't recognize his voice, especially since he's the city's richest man! Is this all a dream?

I slowly turn my head, and my eyes grew wider when I saw this handsome person in front of me. Is he the well-known Marcus Glenn Miller?! Oh my! I feel so fortunate to have finally met him!

"Marcus Glenn Miller...?" I murmur.

"Ms. Dawson, you are correct. My name is Marcus Glenn Miller," He responded with a stunning smile.

"Oh my goodness!" I gasped but quickly recovered from my outrage "I mean, I'm thrilled to meet you! I am your biggest fan and have always wished to join your rapidly expanding company. You have no idea how happy I was when your assistant called!"

I couldn't contain my happiness because of this moment! What should I do? I can't even control my excessive amount of speech!

"I suppose you're welcome?"

"I swear I'll be a good girl and do my best just to be your legendary model!" I murmured.

But then he laughed, which made me stop.

"Um, pardon? Is there anything I said that was incorrect?" I inquired.

"Oh, no. No way, Ms. Dawson. My secretary simply forgot to mention your true purpose, and I'll be happy to provide you with all of the pertinent and even critical information you require," His response terrified me.

"What exactly do you mean, sir?"

"Anna is too old to remember everything. According to what I said, she completely forgot to mention that we did not call you to hire you as our model. But I'd like to negotiate a deal with you," He declared.

Agree—what? What is this man attempting to convey?

I'm perplexed and astounded at the same time, "Sir Marcus, I'm not sure what your trying to imply but what is the point of this so genuine meeting?"

"This? This is my proper and private meeting with those who have been fortunate enough to be chosen by me. Krystal Louise Dawson, you fit that description. You are the fortunate lady I have chosen "He responded.

"What?" I sneered.

"I'm offering you a secretarial position as well as ten million dollars in exchange for being my wife."

What in the world is going on here?

"Are you crazy?" I stated.

"No, but I'm sure you're the wonderful woman I'm looking for to fill in for my wife. To fill her empty space, and save my reputation."

He smirked, "Ten million dollars just pretending to be my wife, after that we can file a divorced when I found out where my wife hiding."

He's asking me to replaced his wife's position. I am tempted, but he's insane...