APRIL’S POV
I stared through the car window admiring this beautiful city till we got to IMG.
“Thank you sir,” I thanked the taxi driver assigned to me by the modelling agency.
“You are welcome,”
I gave him a small smile before turning to walk into the agency.
Everyone was punctual thus at exactly eight, we had a brief meeting.
“April Lancaster,” My designer called me and I joined her plus some other model.
“I am happy that the two of you are going to showcase my outfits for the rest of the week,” The forty year old woman with a sense of style told us.
“It is our honor ma’am,” We told her in turn.
“Before you start wondering what name you will call this old ho=g, please call me Mrs. Sutton,” She had a sense of humor too.
“Nice to meet you Mrs. Sutton.” We smiled at her.
“Okay,
