The Billionaire's Promise
Chapter 179: Not Fit To Be a Model

Chapter 179: Not Fit To Be a Model

Marlon threw Aryana a glance.

Aryana understood that he wanted to talk to Erik privately. She left them without saying a word and went to the gym. She closed the door, then put on her stilettos and started practicing her walk. She swayed her hips in an exaggerated way and imitated ramp models when they walked on the catwalk. She placed her foot in front of the other as she made her steps and swung her arms.

She practiced for a long time observing herself on the wall mirror in the gym. At first, she looked very awkward but her persistence in practicing paid off. After several repetitions, she finally sighed. She was contented with the way she walked. The saying "Practice makes perfect" was really true.

She took off her heels and started massaging her calf. Her legs were too stiff from prolonged walking.

The door opened and Erik frowned when he saw Aryana sitting on the floor, her knees under her chin and she was massaging her legs.

"Has Marlon left?" She asked and attempted to stand. Since her legs were very tired, she lost her balance and almost fell.

A pair of strong hands caught her and without warning, he picked her up and carried her out of the gym and to their bedroom.

"Marlon is in the study. We are still discussing some things." He gently placed her on the bed. "Does your leg hurt?"

"Yeah. A little." Aryana answered carelessly.

Erik frowned. "Why did you practice for a long time? Do you need a massage?" He asked in a concerned voice.

"I am okay Erik. Just do your thing with Marlon." Aryana urged him.

"Okay. You rest first." Erik kissed her on the forehead before leaving the room.

Aryana’s breathing turned even. She was too tired that she fell asleep a few minutes after Erik left.

The following day, Aryana, Elaine, Vince, and Jessa along with CoChi’s stylist and make-up artist arrived at Pearl Hotel two hours before the start of the event. A dressing room was provided for them. The dressing room was shared with a few other models.

The makeup artist started working on Aryana’s face. Aryana was very pretty and she only spent less than an hour doing her hair and make-up.

Aryana will model the casual dress first so the stylist, grabbed a handful of her hair from the right side of her face and braided them. She did the same on the left side. She then secured the ends of the braid at the back of her head with a black hair band. Both of Aryana’s ears were exposed. The stylist replaced her earrings with a peach-colored pearl to complement her dress.

Aryana was studying her reflection in the mirror when there was a commotion outside. The sound was coming nearer and nearer.

There was still an hour left before the start of the show. She was about to sit in the lounge to relax. She was surprised when her gaze met the woman at the door. The woman was equally surprised. She soon recovered and her mouth curved into a sly smile.

"When did you become a ramp model?" Cassie asked her while sizing her up. Aryana’s makeup was very light. Her makeup artist was very skillful. She knew how to highlight Aryana’s facial features bringing out her beauty in the best possible way.

"Well, this is the first time I’ll do it." Aryana hesitated.

Cassie’s eyes were on Aryana’s narrow waist before they lingered on her breast. Her gaze was malicious as if it was telling Aryana that she doesn’t deserve to be a model.

Aryana did not bother to explain. She went to the couch to relax. She took out her cell phone and sent a message to Elaine.

Aryana: Do you know which designer is Cassie modeling for?

Elaine: I think it is for the international designer. Her name is Dulce. I can’t remember her last name but she is a very famous designer in her country.

Aryana: I thought that this competition is for novice designers. I did not expect that renowned fashion gurus also participated.

Elaine: Don’t be scared. Don’t you trust Vince’s design? Don’t you trust yourself?

Aryana: Okay. By the way, I am done with the makeup and I am just waiting for the show to start.

Elaine: Huh? That’s fast. Did that makeup artist slack off? How come she finished very early?

Aryana: Well, she said that I only need a little makeup as I will be wearing a casual dress. Hey, why don’t you come over here so we can pass the time talking?

Elaine: We can talk later. Sorry, I need to go. I need to check something.

After Aryana hung up, Cassie came to sit beside her. She was also done with her makeup and fiddling with her cell phone. Cassie waited for Aryana to start the conversation but she did not. Aryana seemed to be treating her like she was air. Cassie gritted her teeth.

"Do you know that models are supposed to be slim and flat-chested, otherwise the clothes will not look good?" Cassie asked in a serious tone.

Aryana looked away from her cell phone and looked at Cassie. "Thank you for your compliment." She returned her focus back to her cell phone.

"Why are you thanking me?" Cassie was confused. ’Is she dumb? She thought my insult is complement?’ She said to herself.

"You said that models are supposed to be slim and flat-chested. Aren’t you agreeing then, that I have curves and that my breasts are big?" Aryana did not want to look at her but she also want to catch Cassie’s reaction.

Cassie’s expression darkened. She gritted her teeth and clenched her fists. What a shameless and vulgar woman.

"Who told you that I am agreeing with you? If you want, then I will spell it out for you. You are not fit to be a ramp model! That is what I am saying to you earlier."