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Chapter 210: He's Not Rum

ROSE

Am I hearing things?

‘Y-You really mean it?’ I read through the document once more, making sure that every word was printed and sealed in black against white.

B.A.D taught me a hell lot. One second, you’d be a royal, and in the next a dumpster. I need to make sure it's not a dream. Jewel Virtus did hire me as a full time stylist, and she had just handed me my first major assignment: Richard Black, a model turned actor—and the next big star of Virtus Talent agency.

‘This isn’t Disney. And I’m not an NPO,’ replied the Director curtly with the cold gaze of a businesswoman.

Shame seared my cheeks. But before I could apologise, the slender finger flicked in a dismissive tone, like an executioner’s axe condemning me.

Jesus, Rose, what were you thinking blurting out a question like that? Of course, she means it! She wants a stylist with ideas that can be plucked out of the air anytime. Not some eighteen-year-old with the insecurities of a Disney princess.

I searched the Director’s
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