Heart's Redemption

nced softly, turning her face away from the window's direction. Suddenly, she jolted up and grabbed the alarm clock on the table. Oh gosh! It's 8:07 am! I'm late for work! She exclaimed, jumping ou

t a job in her dream company... Ava entertainment. She parked her car in the huge parking lot and hurried out. She ran all the way to the entrance before slowing down, taking careful strides. She walked up to the receptionist. She raised her head and faced Melissa with a smile. Good morning. How may I help you? She asked in a polite manner. Melissa showed her card, and the receptionist mouthed an "Oh." Miss Melissa DeVille, right? Please take the elevator to the third floor and head towards the right end of the Mr. Louis office, the receptionist said, and Melissa nodded slightly, flashing a smile as she walked away in the direction of the elevator. As she walked into the elevator, it became occupied with a few other people. Wow, I didn't realise that they were hiring a new model. One of the staff members muttered, staring at Melissa. She's beautiful! If she showed a bit more skin, she could pass the audition and probably overtake Cassie, another muttered. Melissa greeted them, and that was all. She didn't feel the need to clarify anything. She was just going to focus on her work and earn a living doing what she loves. She got off the elevator on the third floor and made her way to Mr. Louis's office. She read the inscription on the door and nodded slightly after confirming. She knocked on the door and stood rooted, waiting for a go-ahead. "Come in."She walked in and met a man sitting behind a monitor, his gaze fixed on what he was writing down. He lifted his face to see her. His features were easy on the eyes. You must be Melissa; please have a seat, Louis said, adjusting his posture on his swivel chair. You are assigned to Cassandra Hudson; you will be her manager. I'm sure you were already briefed on this earlier, Louis said. Yes, sir, I'm fully aware of my duties, and don't worry, I have experience with these things, Melissa said, earning a slight smile from Louis. Take this and head up to the floor above this one. Go to the dressing room with No. 10, and there you'll meet your model. Good luck! Louis said, handing her the company's ID, which she hung around her neck. She picked up her handbag and excused herself before heading up to meet her new client. Cassandra's dressing room Urghh! This is such a mediocre job! How dare you ruin my beautiful face with this substandard makeup? Are you sick or something?!!!! A tall, slim, fair lady screamed furiously. I'm sorry, Miss Cass. * pah *. Cassandra slapped the timid lady in front of her, causing her hair to scatter all over her face. You dare to mentio