Then, she grabbed a sample dress from the makeup table before her, sneering as she said, "Is this supposed to be called clothing? So rough, and you actually want me to wear it? I think you must be crazy for fame. Even if your boss comes, so what? I still won't shoot. With your fraudulent behavior, wait for my legal letter."
The woman's words, down to the punctuation, radiated arrogance, as if by her endorsing the brand, it would become a world-class name.
Seven admitted she chose Gigi for her international fame, but she understood that relying solely on one model to become a top luxury brand was a pipe dream. What she didn't expect was that the seemingly amiable Gigi had such a rotten character.
Now, Seven wished she could gouge her own eyes for picking such a lousy person.
Her taste in men was like this; her choice in models was the same. Feeling annoyed, Seven stepped towards the model.
