We Got Love, The Crazy Kind

Chapter 20 Is This a Fashion Show?

After giving Jack her phone number, Amber rushed her way to the shopping mall to attend a job

interview.

A couple of days ago, she saw an advertisement for the recruitment of fashion models and decided to

give it a shot. She sent a copy of her resume to the recruiter who responded promptly by scheduling an

interview with her at the shopping mall.

She wolfed down the cheapest set meal available at a fast-food chain in the mall before finding her way

to the office where the interview was going to take place.

“Are you Amber Currie, a final year student at the University of Nerton?” The interviewer was a woman

named Lily Green in her late twenties. She wore perfect makeup on her face and her body was clad in

a tight dress—the look was professional yet a tad bit sexy.

Holding Amber’s resume in her hands, Lily gave her a once-over.

Amber had a feeling that Lily thought she was shabby because she was staring at her worn-out

sneakers.

Staring at Amber’s flawless and translucent skin, Lily spoke coldly, “Please head downstairs and get

changed. The fashion show is about to start.”

“Does she mean I’ve got the job? This is surprisingly easy!” Amber thought. Feeling delighted yet

slightly uptight, she asked, “The fashion show? Am I going to walk on a runway?” Property belongs to Nôvel(D)r/ama.Org.

Amber panicked as she had no experience in being a runway model. She applied for the job assuming

that it only required her to take photos with some products.

“Yes, you are. You’re here just in time as we’re short of a girl at the moment. The pay is 50 dollars per

hour.” Amber saw no reason to turn down the job right after Lily mentioned the lucrative pay. With the

money, she would be able to get Pearl a decent birthday gift.

Amber then made her way downstairs hurriedly, holding the name tag given to her by Lily.

“Mr. Croft, here’s the Department of Administration. Please follow me.” Just then, a middle-aged man

dressed immaculately in a suit was walking toward Amber together with a large entourage.

As soon as Amber noticed them, she immediately held her head low and quickened her pace.

The corridor was extremely quiet at the moment. Liam was walking next to the general manager of the

Watson Group when he noticed Amber striding in his direction with her head kept low.

She was wearing only a thin windbreaker in black to keep her warm despite the wintry weather.

Although her long hair was slightly ruffled, the volume accentuated her perfect heart-shaped face.

She did not notice Liam because she was keeping her eyes downcast.

Mr. Jackson, the general manager, knew just what to do when he noticed Liam staring at Amber.

While Liam was engaged in a conversation with the director of the department, Mr. Jackson made use

of the chance to instruct one of his subordinates, “Did you see that girl who just walked past us just

now? Find out which department she’s from.”

By the time Amber reached the changing room, most of the models had already gotten changed.

Amber was surprised to see Lily there. Just as she was wondering how Lily managed to make it there

so quickly, Lily tossed a pile of fabrics into her arms and demanded flatly, “Wear this!”

Amber went stupefied when she saw what was in her hands.

“W-What’s this nonsense? Can I even call this a…bikini?” she wondered.

It was a two-piece swimsuit made with so little fabric that it might not even be enough to cover her

mouth.

Seeing that, Amber stammered out of anxiety, “Ms. Green, is this the only thing I have to wear?”

Lily lost her patience and frowned at her. “This is a bikini and lingerie show! Come on, get your feet into

that pair of heels now! You’re up next!”

“It’s a bikini and lingerie show! No wonder the pay is so high. The deal doesn’t seem so sweet now that

I have to wear a bikini in this kind of weather and put up with the ogling eyes of the lecherous men out

there…” Amber lamented in her head.

She shuddered in fear at the thought. Apologetically, she looked at Lily and ventured, “I’m sorry Ms.

Green. M-May I quit the job now? I had no idea this is a bikini and lingerie show when I applied for the

job.”

Lily looked daggers at her and responded crossly, “You can’t quit now after signing the agreement!

Now, just cut the crap and get changed!”