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Rebirth of the Phoenix: The Top Supermodel Strikes Back!

Chapter 2 The first show after the rebirth

Word Count: 1118    |    Released on: 07/02/2025

f heels against the runway filled the backstage air. The scent of hairspray, perfume, and fabric clung to the atmosphere, mingling with the faint metallic tang of nerve

en was considered a late start. Most of the top models had already graced international runways

so w

walked onto the runway. If she could do i

ed silk, framed her like the opening scene of a masterpiece. The runway stretched before her, its pristine white surface ref

y lit audience. She knew some of them were watching critically, their trained eyes dissecting every movement, every breath. But she didn't falter. T

tained the golden ratio of movement: not too slow to be dull, not too fast to appear rushed. Each step was deliberate, exu

udience took partic

with a sharp eye for talent, he had spent years traveling the world, scouting fresh faces. He respecte

and weaknesses of any model. Yet, as he watched Violet walk, he couldn't find a single flaw. He observed her as i

kely under 105 lbs, were ideal. She had a slender frame, perfect proportions, a swan-like neck, and impeccable posture. Even in something as simple as knee-length shorts, he

n a fraction of an inch. She carried herself with the grace of a seasoned professional, yet there was something else-an unshakable

ew, another agent in the aud

r, who valued discipline, Rowan sought raw, unfiltered energy. He despised models who seemed "too polished," preferring those with an

. And yet, even he couldn't deny that she was exceptionally talented. He

udience-fashion lovers, critics, and brand representatives-had no such reservations. Murmurs

sn't the headlin

was undoubtedly i

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icipants, including the models, were invited. However, Violet Brooks had no interest in attending. The echo of applause s

wait a

quickly pressed the door-open button. A chubby, round-fa

is breathing, he stepped into the corner of the elevator, maintaining a

ier, and I have to say, your performance on the run

d at him in surprise

t looked surprisingly girlish. "Then, would you be interested in signing

ompany name, felt a wave of surprise but remaine

to push further, especially since the elevator had reached its destination. "Miss Brooks, I hope you'll serio

ht, I

of responding. She already had a preferred agency i

right now. More importantly, she had something fa

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