When Faye returned to the dining table, Tessa had already devoured all the food at lightning speed.
At this moment, she was leaning against the chair, playing with her phone. She saw Faye return and sat back in her seat.
Her eyes shifted slightly as she leaned on the table, fiddling with her phone, and frowned, "Hey, aren't you a model? But why is there no information about you online? Logically, the fashion and entertainment circles are quite similar. How could there be no news at all? I suspect you're a fraud; you're not a model at all."
Saying this, her eyes were full of doubt, "You wouldn't be a gigolo, would you!"
Faye lazily swept her gaze over, "Don't you know that some models and celebrities use stage names? Faye is my real name, but not my work name."
Tessa was momentarily speechless and quite shocked, "You have a stage name? Tell me, what's your stage name?"
Faye replied coolly, "Why should I tell you?"
