The problem was, Natalie had no idea where Susan took Warren.

“Alright, got it. Thanks,” said Natalie while grinning appreciatively at the receptionist. After that, Natalie left via the front door.

She had just gotten out when she heard someone calling out for her.

“Natalie, is that you?”

The lady's voice carried a hint of excitement and glee, so Natalie turned around curiously.

She saw that a bus was parked a short distance away, and standing beside it were a few ladies with sexy curves. They were all wearing fashionable outfits.

Natalie could tell that those ladies were models. The television station probably hired them to do a show or something.

The model standing in the middle was the one who was staring gleefully at Natalie. She's probably the one who called me.

Natalie tilted her head and scanned the other party for a while. She was certain that she didn't know the model, so Natalie asked politely, “Sorry, but who are you?”

“It's me, Sally!” said the model while having her palm on her chest, “Sally Oswald.”

in surprise when she heard that name.

Natalie were roommates when they were in college. Like Hannah

shared the room with, she and Sally were the closest. They spent almost every second together during the year they studied together. Unfortunately, Natalie had to move overseas later,

replied Sally

reached out to hold Sally's hand before commenting, “Oh my gosh, it's really you! Look at you. You've changed so much, and you've gotten

about me. You haven't changed much but you are even more beautiful than you

grinned politely and asked, “Are you a model

Sally before she nodded, “Being a model

Congratulations,” said Natalie, who was

hand and asked, “What about you? Are you a

replied Natalie with a

amazing!” said Sally before she hugged Natalie and promised, “I will definitely wear your designs and show it

to reply when another lady spoke up. The stranger's voice was filled with distaste when she pointed out,

simultaneously upon hearing

the bus. The former glared at the woman standing by the bus before growling fiercely, “Shut up, Hannah. No one wants to hear what

Am I wrong, though? She, Natalie Smith, is nothing but an unknown amateur designer. Even her friends said that

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