Amya, however, wasn’t as friendly.

She scoffed and spoke in a cold tone.

“Are you here for the auction? I recall the entry requirements were very strict.

How’d you manage to get in? What can you even afford?”

Miley blushed under Amya’s harsh words, but she responded frankly, “I’m actually staff, in charge of the model show.

Amya gave a curt nod but refused to meet Miley’s gaze.

“Right, I almost forgot about your errand-girl job.

That explains it.

” Her tone dripped with contempt.

Miley felt a tightness in her chest, yet she maintained a neutral smile.

“actually, I run a model company.

I’m not just running errands.

Amya offered a sarcastic smile.

kind of boss

be kind, Miley’s

deep breath, she composed

auction will be a

need to ruin your mood because of

her arms and

you recognize you’re a

should take

her fists

knew arguing

a fight wouldn’t

inhaled deeply and

my best to stay

on your dream of marrying into

Miley forced a smile.

Neville, not his wealth

you!” Amya’s

it could connect with

said, “The auction’s

Let’s head in.

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