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Chapter Twenty: The Cutthroat World of Modelling
The air crackled with anticipation in the cavernous Parisian studio. Models, clad in shimmering gowns and towering stilettos, glided across the polished floor, their movements a symphony of grace and precision. The air hummed with the energy of the final rehearsals for tomorrow night's grand fashion show, a spectacle that would draw the eyes of the world to Paris. Paulina, her face a mask of flawless beauty, stood backstage, watching the rehearsals with a critical eye. She ran a hand through her perfectly styled hair, her gaze sweeping over her fellow models, their faces a kaleidoscope of envy and admiration. Her eyes, however, were drawn to the massive diamond ring adorning her finger, a breathtaking piece of jewelry that sparkled with an almost otherworldly brilliance. Benedict had
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