141 SHATTERED ELEGANCE

“Seriously, of all the people I could meet here, it had to be you?” Renee sighed. “What are you even doing here? After all, I'm not at your level so why are you in the dressing room for models my level?” She questioned with a raised brow. “Are you blind or something?” The model questioned, standing up. “Didn't you look at the sign on the door before you entered this room?” She questioned. “What do you mean?” Renee asked before looking around clearly. Although it seemed similar to the dressing room she used, it was a bit smaller and fancier than hers. Plus, it looked like one for a single model. The most important detail was that her phone wasn't there. “Oh. You could have just said so instead of making such a big deal out of nothing,” she rolled her eyes and walked towards the door when she suddenly felt a sharp pain as the model pulled her back by the hair. “What the hell!” Renee yelled. The model scoffed. “You were the one who came in here without permission and yet you'