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CXX. The Fashion Icon
There must be something in Mansha that she even has her own people to fetch the guest interviewer. Essi stayed under the parasol outside the Click Magazine Build while looking out for Mansha's people.
"How is it going there?" Oneil called while expecting that Essi must be in Mansha's place by now.
"They're still not around. I need to wait for them," she answered while visiting her reflection to check if she is still presentable enough after thirty minutes of waiting.
"I should send you." Oneil was about to insist but a black car suddenly arrived.
"Are you Miss Estelle from Click Magazine?" a man in a suit asked. If he's wearing a casual one, Essi might compare him to Victor.
"Yes," Essi said after standing.
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