Chapter 354 To The Modeling Agency
“You foolish brat! Have you forgotten everything that I had taught you? Can’t you even defend yourself? What a waste of my effort!” A furious Crayson did not pull back his punches during the training.
Veronica hadn’t expected him to not pull his punches, so she didn’t go full-out, resulting in suffering a punch that knocked her down to the ground. Due to the excruciating pain, she couldn’t get up on her feet instantly. “It hurts! Master Crayson, are you trying to kill me and get a new disciple for yourself?” She covered her stomach as the pain spread throughout her body.
“From now onward, my mission is to train you daily. If you’re not going to take it seriously, endure the pain then. I won’t go easy on you, but I promise I will not hurt your face.” Despite his ordinary menswear, he stood firmly with his hands behind him like a menacing mafia boss.
“My face?” Veronica didn’t feel grateful for his consideration at all, for Crayson was a man of his word. He meant everything he said, and he was serious this time around. Nervous, she rose to her feet and attempted to do her best.
Still, her determination alone was never enough because of her lack of sleep. Due to insomnia, she slept at four in the morning, and before long, she was forced to receive training. Therefore, the inadequate rest had definitely caused her to react slower, falling behind Crayson’s punches.
Although she was severely beaten up, it didn’t soothe the fire in Crayson as he growled, “Get up! Prove that my teaching hasn’t gone to waste! Do you hear me?”
Veronica lay on the cold ground while covering her right shoulder, which hurt like hell. “Master Crayson, be gentle. I’m dying here.”
“Then, I’ll beat you to death, you unworthy thing!”
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Thus, the hellish morning training went on, and Veronica felt pain in every part of her body. Finally, after a quick shower, she decided to take a short rest on the couch and fell asleep in the end.
It wasn’t until her phone rang that she woke up from her deep sleep, finding herself covered with a blanket.
It must be Master Crayson, she assumed, as she had handed the spare keys to him yesterday.
Lying on the couch, she fumbled about to grab her phone. When she realized that it was Ruka calling, she sprang up instantly. “Darn it!”
“Hi. Ruka?”
Both of them had promised to visit the president of a modeling agency today, yet she had long forgotten about the meeting due to the impromptu morning training.
“Are you ready? Where should I wait for you?”
“Yeah, I’m ready. Just text me the address. I’ll see you there.”
“Okay.”
The call ended, and Veronica texted a cute sticker to Ruka through Whatsapp. They had exchanged numbers last night.
Ruka messaged Veronica the location, where she quickly changed her clothes and put on light make-up before leaving the house.
Twenty minutes later, she finally arrived at the destination where Ruka was waiting for her. Veronica scampered and greeted, “Morning. Sorry for the long wait.”
With her hair tied up, Ruka wore a pair of sunglasses to reveal only her striking red lips that contrasted her white coat. Still, she exuded fierce elegance, which added to her ethereal visage with a luster of maturity. One could not deny the fact that she was a true beauty.
“I’ve just arrived. Come on, let’s head inside.”
The duo walked inside and immediately took center stage amongst the employees. Their stunning features alone were enough to strike one’s fancy, but having them standing abreast was different. The sight of them together was pleasing to the eyes.
“Oh my. They’re so pretty.”
“Which agency are they from?”
“Are you blind? Can’t you recognize that one of them is Miss Dame? I’ve seen her on television multiple times.”
“The one standing next to her is so beautiful! Look at that fair skin and red lips! It seems like she has only applied lipstick.”
“If only I had that face, my boyfriend wouldn’t have cheated on me.”
“Pfft. You gotta be kidding me. With that gorgeous face, you should find yourself a rich man.”
…
Amidst the gushing crowd and clicking sound of cameras, Veronica strode forward with steady steps, not to mention Ruka, who had been the center of attention since she was born.
They took the elevator to the 45th floor, where Starshine Media Agency was located. Ruka thrust her hands into her pocket as she talked to the receptionist in a haughty demeanor, “We’re looking for Mr. Ludwig.”
The receptionist stood up in a heartbeat, “Sure, please come this way.”
She escorted them to an office and knocked on the door. When someone signaled them to come in, the duo went inside.
Along their way, Veronica discreetly observed the surroundings, where there were only good-looking people. None seemed ordinary, and they had one thing in common—young. Once again, reality struck upon Veronica. Due to the cut-throat competition, the modeling industry wasn’t as glamorous as it seemed.
As she entered the office, she realized that the president of this very agency was a blond foreigner. Despite being in his 30s, his aura was no joke.
“Good morning, Mr. Ludwig. I’ve brought a friend of mine to see you.”
It was obvious that Ruka and Sean were close, given by how she put down her bag and sat on the edge of his desk before tapping on it. “Busy?”
“There’s a big runway coming up soon. We’re still in the middle of selecting the candidates.” Sean rose from his seat. Noticing Veronica’s presence, he asked Ruka, “So she is… Veronica Murphy, right? The one you had previously mentioned.”
Veronica nodded. “Mr. Ludwig, it’s a pleasure to meet you.”
With confident steps, she approached him and offered her hand for a handshake.
“Hello, I’m Sean Ludwig,” introduced the man as he gladly shook her hand.
Ruka added, “Have you seen the video of her previous runway that I sent you? What do you think? She’s my best friend, so you better don’t fool around.”
Although Veronica had forgiven her past actions, it didn’t alleviate the guilt in her in the slightest. Therefore, she had made up her mind to help Veronica as she thought it could at least repay the kindness she had received. However, little did she know that her efforts were actually a burden to Veronica. The more she tried, the more Veronica felt terrible for her.
“Just what do you take me for?” Sean smiled.
Though he was from another country, the long years spent mixing with the locals contributed to improving his fluency in English. As a result, he sounded as natural as the locals.
He sized Veronica up with eyes of scrutiny before nodding lightly. “She has the body, face, and class. Not bad.”
“Veronica, did you hear that? I’ve never heard him compliment someone like that before. You’re the first!” encouraged Ruka.
