She concealed her excitement and continued dreaming of replacing Enna Clark and achieving success.
Suddenly, she was rudely pushed aside, unexpectedly falling to the ground.
"Ah!"
To look good, she wore ten-inch high heels, and the fall was severe enough to leave her dazed!
She looked up, staring in disbelief at the aristocratic man, her eyes widened, "I, I, I..."
She wanted to explain that she hadn't fallen into his arms intentionally, hoping to feign innocence and inspire his sympathetic heart.
But when she met the man's eyes, colder than ice and snow, all she could manage was a stuttering I.
Baron Lawrence's eyes were dark and cold, he glanced down at her disdainfully, his eyes filled with disgust. His thin lips moved, only giving her a single word, "Scram!"
With the word "scram," the little model's dream shattered instantly, leaving not even a trace.
She truly took a fall, twisting her ankle and unable to stand.
Afraid of offending this man, her face turned pale.
