Chapter 925

Chapter 925:

“I’ve got the perfect models in mind,” Luka responded.

It dawned on Madisyn that Luka hadn’t pursued any significant promotions for years.

“Tell me when the shoot is scheduled. I’ll be there to supervise.”

“That would be fantastic. Thank you!” Luka’s appreciation was evident.

With the finances now secured, Luka wasted no time and secured two models. Both were top models from Lorpond.

Madisyn, upon hearing the news, made her way to the photoshoot site. The models, who commanded over a million dollars in fees, radiated a remarkable presence.

Their presence was both authoritative and seemingly otherworldly. Madisyn wholeheartedly approved of Luka’s selections. However, the session encountered an unforeseen issue.

“Apologies, but the garment is damaged,” the female model said as she emerged from the changing area, clutching a traditional garment with a torn seam.

Visibly distressed, Luka examined the garment intently, baffled by its sudden deterioration. They had used the best threads, which were meant to endure for years without fail.

Madisyn eyed the garment, then fixed a stern gaze on the model. “What happened to the garment?”

“Just putting it on caused the seam to give way,” the model explained.

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“Are you aware of the value of this garment? Shouldn’t you have handled it with more care?” Madisyn’s voice was sharp.

The model’s expression soured. “Who would’ve guessed your garment was so delicate?”

Luka acted quickly to calm the tensions. “No worries. I’ll repair it. Let’s get another garment ready.”

Yet, the model’s frustration only intensified as she faced Madisyn. “I need an explanation from you, right now.”

“Why do you think it ripped only when you wore it, and not with others?” Madisyn retorted, her voice icy.

“Are you accusing me of ruining it on purpose? Seriously? This garment is valued at over a million, yet it was so poorly made. My followers would rip me to shreds if I promoted it. I won’t do it!” Disgusted, the model turned to leave.

“That’s fine, but you’ll have to pay for the garment and the contract breach fee,” Madisyn responded calmly.

Shocked, the model stared at Madisyn.

“You’re that strapped for cash? You’re blaming me because your product is faulty?” The model’s assistant also expressed her dismay. “This is sheer bullying by Timeless Elegance! It’s disgraceful!”

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