“Me?”Fabiola asked,surprised.
She stared at the clothes in Camila’s hand…
It looked so exquisite to be on her body.
“Yes…you have a figure similar to the model’s.Please help us out.”Camila pleaded.
Just then,a staff hurried over.
“The model just called in sick.You know Mr Martini always want high-class models testing these clothes…most of the ones I tried to contact are all booked.”
Camila sighed and stared at Fabiola,pleadingly.
“But…but she just said Enzo prefers high class models…I’m not even a model..”
“You just have to try it on.I’m sure he won’t mind.”Camila pressed on.
Fabiola looked around….
They really needed her help and besides this was Lorenzo’s company…
It wouldn’t hurt if she helps out.
Fabiola tried on the blue suit…
She then stared at herself on the mirror…
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