Walt was in Essie's studio.
He had asked Essie to make an outfit for him for the evening party. Of course, he was doing that only in
order to get close to her.
As the door of the studio wasn't locked, Mary pushed the door slightly open and peeked inside.
Essie was taking Walt's measurements.
His physique was perfect...the perfect frame to model for the clothes. His solid, toned muscles were
partly hidden and partly visible through the thin, white shirt he was wearing.
"It looks like the very genes of your family are advanced. Each one of you is in such great shape.
Perhaps for us ordinary people to admire." Essie grinned as her slender fingers brushed across his
abs.
"If by ordinary people you mean someone as beautiful as you...what wouldn't I give to be admired!"
said Walt with a smile, making it sound like a joke.
"I thought you rich, young men are all arrogant and unfaithful. I didn't expect you to be interested in
me..." Essie spoke quietly, not meeting his eyes and focusing on taking the measurements of her arms
for the sleeves. Her fingers touched his flexing muscles...
"There are many beautiful women in this world, but only few of them are really attractive. Some of them
look stunning at the first sight, but gradually their aesthetic fades..." Walt said softly, looking at her face
tenderly. He could never get tired of looking at her face.
"Maybe it's just falling out of love with someone old and falling in love with someone new," Essie spoke
with a crooked smile. That was a common characteristic in men.
"Oh, no, you are misunderstanding me," said Walt with a look of slight grievance on his face. "I'm not
such a person." He had been a complete playboy when he was young, treating girls like clothes he
could just wear and throw away. It was after he had met Essie that his heart was captured. There was
no room for anyone else there now.
"I was just joking. Don't take it seriously." Essie waved her hand and planted it on his chest to reassure
him. Of course, for her it was just a friendly gesture. But his heart started beating faster at her touch. It
was none of her business even if Walt fell for girls easily. His girlfriend was the one who needed to
care.
After taking the measurements, she drew some quick sketches and explained the whole process to
Walt. At the end of it, he had a lot of options to pick the best suit from.
"You're so talented. Can't believe you could make the drawings in such a short time!" said Walt, totally
in awe of her skills.
"Well, customers with a perfect face and body certainly are a source of inspiration. Anyway, what color
and style do you want to wear. You don't need to worry about your body at all...so you have a lot to
choose from!" Essie found it difficult to design clothes for some of her customers who were insecure
about their bodies. Hiding parts of their bodies really got into the way of her artistic expression. Once,
she designed a dress for a girl who had been going on several dates but none brought any luck. She
was 155 cm tall and weighed 70 KGs. The day she wore the dress Essie had designed was when she
truly found the one and bade farewell to her single days. She felt lucky to wear Essie's design and was
promoted as a loyal customer. She also introduced her to all her friends who also had problems in
choosing the suitable outfit.
"Do you remember you asked me to be your male model in Maldives? Am I still eligible for the job, Miss
Essie?" said Walt jokingly.
"You are the master of a magnificent family! I could never afford to pay you!" Essie made a funny face
and stuck out her tongue at him. She was already working with several companies which were
launching men's products. Her clothes were all over the market. Some parts of the clothes were
processed in a factory. Other parts were personally tailored by her.
"Little pineapple, are you worried that I'm not professional enough?" Walt raised his eyebrows and
folded his hands against his chest. It looked like he wasn't joking anymore. Did he really want to be her
exclusive male model?
With a warm smile, Essie responded, "Brother, your fortune is over twelve digits. I couldn't afford you
even if I sold myself and my brand!"
"I never said I'll charge you. But I do have a secret...I used to be a professional model once, and
walked the runway on the T-stage," said Walt in her ear, whispering.
"You were a model!" she exclaimed in shock.
"I like to try my luck in different fields." Walt shrugged.
Essie thought Walt's hobbies were as complicated as his temperament. When they were in Maldives,
Walt was travelling the world, and going across the Amazon jungle and the Africa Grand Canyon. Now
he was the president of an international company, and was very well known in the business circle. He
had even entered the fashion industry!
Seeing that she was in a daze and didn't respond at all, a smile spread at the corner of Walt's mouth.
"What about now? Do I meet your conditions?"
"Oh, come on! Don't kid me. Just look at the designs and tell me which styles are you satisfied with,
please?" she said, waving her hand and shrugging him off.
"I'm not kidding! I'm serious," Walt said, tilting his head and looking down at her intently. "It's been so
boring to run the company these past years. After watching 'Beauty on Runway', I feel like getting into
the fashion world again. It would be a pity if I didn't use my handsome face...don't you think?"
'No wonder he and Zac were both narcissistic. They were twins, after all,' Essie thought to herself.
However, he was more complex and unpredictable than icy guy.
"In that case, you will have to sign a one-year contract. You can't quit halfway," Essie replied. She didn't
want to destroy the brand image she had worked so hard to build.
"Don't worry. I always finish what I start..." Walt said with a charming smile. She was finally on board!
He couldn't wait to work with her...and see her every day.
It wasn't easy for her to refuse him. Even though she was a successful businesswoman, she hadn't
found a suitable male model for her suits. Walt's face and body were perfect! She couldn't be happier
to hire him.
The entire time, Mary stood outside the studio, peeking in and eavesdropping on their conversation.
To her, it looked like Essie was trying to seduce her son. What was worse...her son seemed to be
hooked and had offered to be her model! If that happened, they could get closer to each other and
even start having an affair.
There was no way she could watch both her sons tortured by this tramp. She would even cause them
to fight each other. Mary needed to find a way to stop this.
When Zac came to meet Essie in the studio, she was cutting cloth for Walt's suit.
"Honey, is this men's wear?" he asked casually.
"Yes... In fact, it's for your brother."
"Big brother?" Zac was surprised. "Why are you making clothes for my brother?"
"Walt thinks very highly of me and asked me do it for him," she said with a smile, gently cutting the
fabric.
"In that case, why don't you make my clothes too? Anyway, I'm your exclusive model." Zac flashed his
charming smile, leaning down with his palm on the table.
Hearing that, she turned to him and touched his nose with her index finger. "Icy guy, there's something I
wanted to tell you: I have an official model and you are fired."
Zac was taken aback. Frowning, he asked, "Who?"
He had no idea who would dare rob his job...
"Walt..." Essie opened her red lips slightly and spoke his name in a voice as gentle as the night
breeze...but it shook Zac up. "Is he really that free? Why do you want him to be your model?"
"He used to be a model. After watching the show, he wants to return to the fashion circle," Essie
answered casually.
Zac touched his chin and decided not to ask anything else. His brother had always been very
enthusiastic about everything. He was always keen to try new things. Once his whim would fade, he
would forget about it.
"Well, even if you hire him, you can't fire me. That's a lifelong rule. As usual, his tone was a little bossy.
"Zac...your face is perfect, but you can't face the camera. Then what use is it for me?" She was a little
annoyed and couldn't hide it. As the future young master of such a well-known family, he couldn't show
up in the media before he became the master.
"Brother is a model for your brand. I can serve you in my room." He smiled wickedly and put his arms
around her slim waist.
"It's all about sex for you." She rolled her eyes at him.
"You've drugged me..." He lowered his head and kissed her on the lips.
Next Monday, a group of new trainees reached the headquarters of the Emperor Group.
Usually, Zac didn't go to the office until afternoon. But because he had an important meeting today, he
went much earlier.
As soon as he entered the elevator, he saw a girl running toward them. She wanted to get in but was
stopped outside by the security.
"The staff elevator is over there. This is for the president only."
"A lot of people are waiting in line over there. I'm going to be late. Can I please use your elevator?" The
girl looked at Zac with her big, beautiful eyes. She was a mix-blooded, gorgeous girl, with a hint of
childish innocence on her face.
Zac didn't respond to her. He didn't even look at her before closing the elevator. Only one person could
make the exception and that was Essie.
The girl remained outside the elevator, pursing her lips in disappointment. In truth, she had come to this
elevator on purpose to get his attention, but he completely ignored her.
Yet, she was deeply attracted to his handsome face and his composure.
She had been looking for an opportunity to walk into the CEO's office the whole morning.
The marketing department had to send some documents to Zac's office. When she saw that the
director general went to the bathroom, she seized the opportunity. "Leave them to me. I'll hand them
over to director sir."
After the staff of the marketing department left, she secretly picked up the documents and entered the
elevator while no one was paying attention.
Zac had just returned to his office after the meeting. Someone knocked on the door. His deep voice
was tired. "Come in," he said.
She opened the door and walked in. Glancing around, she looked at Zac and said, "Sir, the market
department has sent this to you."
Zac took the documents and glanced at her briefly. "Are you new here?"
"Yes, sir. My name is Cherry. I am a new intern in the CEO's office," she introduced herself confidently.
She was glad that Zac finally noticed her.
Zac nodded. "Okay, thank you. You can leave now."
She blinked her thick eyelashes and stayed put. "Sir, I'm sorry for what happened this morning. I didn't
want to be late on the first day of my internship so I thought I'd ask you to use that elevator. I hope
that's okay," she said in a sweet and innocent tone on purpose. Someone had told her that he liked
simple and cute girls.
At the same time, Amy, the head of the CEO's Office, hurried in. "I'm sorry, sir. She's a new intern and
doesn't know the rules. I will teach her some manners."
"Amy, there was a label called 'Urgent' on the file, so I thought it was best to hand it over to sir as soon
as possible..." Cherry explained herself. She was hoping Zac would speak in her favor...which would
indicate that she had gotten his attention...which she knew was the first step.
"Amy, there was a label called ‘Urgent’ on the file, so | thought it was best to hand it over to sir as soon
as possible..." Cherry explained herself. She was hoping Zac would speak in her favor...which would
indicate that she had gotten his attention...which she knew was the first step.
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