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“Who is this friend? You are talking about?”

Valerie picked up her cell phone and scrolled through her posts.

“Just imagine.......you know?”

Alexa said as she jerked up with the sudden grab from Valerie.

“What?! My arm hurts!”Alexa shrieked in pain.

“Take a look. ” She handed over the phone and she stared at it.

The whole fight video of the Parker's was cleared in under an hour. He was really powerful, but why would he help her?

“He cleared it that fast?”Alexa murmured and stared at the cleared rumors.

“He? You have been sounding and looking weird ever since you arrived. Are you sure there is not something you are hiding from me?” Valerie asked.

She always knew it would take heaven and earth for her best friend to open up on an issue bothering her, all she could do is to be supportive of her.

“What can I hide from you? We are friends and best friends for that matter, I can never hide anything ” She rubbed her tingling red nose with her palm.

Lying to her only friend who she trusts made her feel so bad. But it was for the meantime, right?

“At least I just have to keep up with the lie for two hundred and seventy-nine days ” She encouraged herself and went into her thoughts.

Her life was not going to be that easy. Lying to her friend, hiding her pregnancy from the media, following her dreams on the runway would pose a threat to her yet she was determined.

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In Arya's apartment.

“Miss Arya` ” Her manager called out as she turned on the light of the apartment and saw bottles of beer and the whole furniture messed up.

She walked straight into the room and saw the tired and sobbing Arya.

Ever since she was disqualified from the list, she became sorrowful and only drank.

“You can not do this to yourself.” Her manager collects the wine bottle from her hand and drops it on the floor.

She crouches down in front of Arya and helps her up. Her eyeballs were all swollen and red from the bags of tears she released.

“I can do what I want!” Arya rolled her eyes and reached for a packet of cigarettes in her drawer.

She tore the packet, took a stick, lit it up, and put it in her mouth. She puffed out smoke as she laid face up on her bed.

“Facial beauty is a model's pride, if you ruin yours, how would you make money?” Her manager still tried to plead with her but Arya turned a deaf ear to her.

In every industry, there was always a stubborn artist and its agent. Arya was an example of such a stubborn artist.

Arya won the attention of everyone when she walked her first runway therefore she was easily recognized and did not expect that she would lose to such a mere new model.

She looked at the mirror and strode close to it. She flipped her hair up and smiled.

“Tell me how I am not as beautiful as her?” Arya balled her fist and gritted her teeth. She fought for all her resources without any strong background.

Her mother was shot by a bullet nine years ago and ever since that she fought for herself. Her father got divorced and remarried into another rich family.

Her mother was her only life survival but after her death, she was stranded.

Arya could not afford her accommodation and was forced to leave with her slime uncle who made her sleep with him behind her aunt's back.

She felt hostility towards him. His smile and his touch all made her barf in disgust. Her emotional health was damaged and probably her mental health.

She lived in fear of being exposed, not that she did not want to run away from her uncle's awful touch, she did not want to betray her aunt's trust.

Not too long, her aunt found out that she was pregnant with her husband's child and got kicked out. She had to save up money and abort the child.

From that day, she promised to make everyone who made her life miserable have a sad story to tell.

“What does she have?! She is a rookie!”

She screamed at the top of her lungs while smashing the mirror. Her fingers bled from the broken pieces of the mirror.

She laughed maniacally and puffed out some smoke from her mouth.

“You need to chill out, okay? I will try my best and get you a slot in the ‘Beauty’ contest. I would not let you stay and lose to a mere model!”

Her manager lifted her legs and avoided the broken pieces of mirrors shattered on the floor. She went to the living room, rested her back on the wall, and dialed an unknown number.

It rang and she answered.

“How much are you going to pay for a night?” Her manager said.

An old man replied with lust.

“How much would you like? The regular service. ” He smirked and said seductively.

In this industry, you either come from a strong background or YOU GET ONE! Business is either a profit or loss and no one chooses to have a loss.

“Pick a time and I will make sure you enjoy it. ”

She answered back and put the call on hold, she slowly peered into the room where Arya stayed and smiled secretly.

If Arya would not give in to the dirty schemes and games of the industry, then she would have to make her do it.

Life is not fair to everyone but your ability to take advantage of it makes it easier.

“I like how you talk now. I will be in the hotel tonight at 10 pm. If you are late then your amount would be cut low.”

“I only need a favor ”

“Which is?”

“I want you to get rid of Alexa's slot and give it to Arya, if you can do it then I guarantee you a perfect night. And do not act smart with me! If you dare do something out of the contract, I will report all your dealings to your wife ”

“Do not be worried, I am a man of my words. If you satisfy me adequately this night furthermore the favor would be done in a jiffy.”

“I hope what you say is correct ” She cut the call and peeped into Arya's room to see her smoking.

“You have to pay the price, Arya!” She scoffed in her mind and booked lingerie from the most expensive store in California.

She grinned at the caller ID. The man was one of her trusted sidekicks in getting Arya most of her famous runway jobs and interviews, so having trust in him to solve the problem would not be an issue.

Although there is always a price to pay and this time, Arya would pay with her Virginity.

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In the RL Group.

“Big Boss, Miss Han has requested a private lunch at her uncle's restaurant, she said it was obligatory and needed only you to attend,” Gabriel said and gave him the VIP card.

“Is this some kind of insult?” He chuckled at the VIP card. His naive Ex still thinks that without her, he was a nobody.

Did she still have the mentality that she was all he had?

“Boss, I tried my best to tell her you were busy but she insisted. She was not going to give a fucking damn NO as an answer. ”

His journey with the Big Boss of the underworld exposed him to different kinds of clients, the bossy ones, the fearful ones, and the motherfucking ones that never take a NO as an answer.

“Since she insists then I have no choice but to give her a nice show. ” He reached for his tablet and dialed Miss Parker's number.

After a few rings, she picked up.

“Who is this?”

Alexa sounded irritated as she tried to recall the owner of the number.

“Is this how you speak to your husband?” Ray responded. “I need you for an important lunch, Gabriel would come and pick you up. Be there!”

He said with no option of declining it. He picked up his newest brand edition of a long black coat and walked out.

He brings out the keys and drives to the venue.

It was time to end things with his long-term EX!

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